Qianjiang Evening News hourly news reporter Zhang Jinhua
Checkered close-up.
"Five hundred miles of the long river.
"Deep mountains and jungles, stone streams, raindrops, hundreds of millions of years of vicissitudes, converging into rivers, peaks and roads, gathering wisdom, compassion, rushing all the way from Huizhou." For thousands of years, on both sides of the great river, human beings, nature, have never stopped. The Fuchun River is not so much a river full of sad temperament, but rather a vein of hidden water. Fish that dive deep underwater are the longest-term hermits, encountering countless faces. The riverbed is clear and silent for thousands of years, in addition to absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, it also accepts everything in the world. Geese soar in the sky, and autumn insects whisper to the shore.
"We have no way of knowing if the river is tired. When it flowed to the Eastern Han Dynasty, the river was slow because Yan Guang came. At the foot of The Foothills of Fuchun Mountain, his bamboo stick and shoes stand tall with a fishing rod. Shi Zai Yanguang "rarely has a high name, and travels with Guangwu to study". Liu Xiu called himself emperor, and all over the world looked for Yan Ziling, who wanted to carry him, but he did not see, "There is a man, wearing a sheep fur and fishing in Zezhong." When Fan Zhong flooded in later generations, the Jiangshan had been changed, and this Northern Song Dynasty literary scholar who was "worried and worried about the world before the world", Mu Ziling Fengjie, wrote "The Ancestral Hall of Mr. Yan", sighing "The clouds and mountains are cang, and the rivers are watery." Sir's wind, the mountains are high and the waters are long".
"We also don't know whether the poems, calligraphy, paintings, and prints that followed the traces, and the lone travelers of the merchants, still saw the clear figure on the side of the mountain water." Following the river, all the way to the Yuan Dynasty, Huang Zijiu traveled here in his twilight years. Huang Zijiugong calligraphy, tongyin rhythm, good poetry and scattered songs. On the banks of the Fuchun River, in a valley called Miaoshanwu, this old man of the Xianfeng Dao bone, a bamboo hedge hut, a "Qiushan ZhaoYin Map", with the inscription Yun: "This other path of Fuchun Mountain is also." Yu Xiang constructed a church in the middle of it, burning incense and boiling tea every spring and autumn, and swimming in the air. When the morning and sunset are illuminated, the rain window of the moon, or the overlook, or the fence, do not know the life in the dust. "Big idiot, obsessed with mountains, obsessed with water, obsessed with the ancient rivers and mountains, across time and space."
This is the lyricism and chanting of the Zhejiang writer Fang Gezi to fuchunjiang.
Fang Gezi is the daughter of Fuchunjiang, a native of Datong Shuangxi Village, Dayuan, Fuyang, and many of her works are related to her hometown. Fuchun Jiang blessed the square lattice, and the square lattice guarded her with words.
Another year, almost New Year's Eve.
"My hometown in Dayuan Mountain, about thirty miles away from Fuyang City, the hometown New Year has a lot of exquisite, although now these customs have also declined, around the winter solstice began to pickle ham ah, began to play rice cakes, in fact, rice cakes are now commonplace, but the old aunts and uncles, will still retain this, like a kind of new year ceremony." Rice cakes, pickled meat, the year is near. Now people who still live in the countryside will also make meat balls, which used to be as big as tennis balls, solid and mellow. Chinese New Year's Eve the table at night, there must be meat balls. It means reunion and abundance. This project is a custom that has never been interrupted in our hometown village, which means to clean up the dust of the old year, including the unhappy things in the old year, etc., in short, the meaning of retiring the old and welcoming the new.
"The night before Chinese New Year's Eve, the Nian Bodhisattva will be invited to cook the pig's head, the dishes, and burn incense and light candles. To 'divide the age', the elders press the children to the age, or the young people press the elders and children to press the age money. on Chinese New Year's Eve day, the whole family must wash their hair and take a bath. At the beginning of the first month of the new month, relatives' families pay their respects to the New Year. ”
This is the year of the Fuyang people Fang Gezi, who said, "Over the years, I basically spent the New Year in Fuyang. ”
Where is the township pass? The hometown is here. But for the other person, she also saw a lot of foreigners who came to Fuyang, and they were trying to live.
This is a story told by the square grid —
"The community I live in is in Shanwan, the houses between the two mountains are staggered, and there is an open space on the side of the mountain, and residents have begun to grow vegetables.
"One year, I also got a penny to grow vegetables. The three fields next to my vegetable patch are taken care of by a big sister. For the first time I knew about a vegetable called wattle, after she planted the seeds, she would go to see them every day, sometimes doing nothing, just standing and looking at the seeds under the soil. I occasionally went to the vegetable patch and found that the weeds in the green field were pulled clean and watered and fertilized. Once, I saw that the stone ridge on the edge of the vegetable patch had been sorted out, and a bucket of water was placed on it, and a water scoop was floating on the surface of the water. I scooped up the water and watered the vegetable patch, and just came out of the doorway, and when I met the eldest sister, she hurried to meet me and told me that the day before she had seen a snake in my vegetable field, fat, and she was not afraid of snakes. She had heard me say before that the two things she was most afraid of in her life were snakes and filling out forms. She took a bamboo pole to drive away the snake, and found that there was a hole in the stone ridge, which may be a snake hole. A few stones were found from the mountain stream to fill the snake hole and level the stones.
"You're timid, I'm afraid you'll be scared when you see the snake."
"After a few more days, I found a note on the vegetable floor to the effect that she was going back to her hometown, and asked me to help her cut the stubble of the thorn mustard in the field, and eat it cold. I couldn't help but laugh out loud when I saw it. Later we met on the road, stopped to talk, and everything was about the vegetable patch. We never thought of adding a WeChat or leaving a contact information. I only vaguely heard from other foodies that she brought children to her son and daughter-in-law, and when she was young, she opened a shop in her hometown to earn money for her son to go to college. No more.
"I went out to study for three months, and soon after I came back, it was close to the Spring Festival. This year, Wuhan sealed the city. I didn't see her when I went to the vegetable patch several times, and other vegetable friends said that her hometown was in a small town in Hubei Province, and it may have been sealed. Thoughts. Also less to go to the vegetable field, it seems that there is less such a vegetable friend, the vegetable field seems boring. In the second year, when I could plant summer vegetables, I went to the vegetable field, saw a young woman planting pumpkin seedlings in the vegetable field, asked, said that her mother-in-law, my vegetable friend, would not come to Fuyang for a short time, specially entrusted her daughter-in-law to bring me mustard seeds - and asked her daughter-in-law to teach me how to loosen the soil, how to loosen the water, a scoop of water to scatter into the soil, the hands should be soft, not a scoop of water straight to the ground. "The dirt also has to breathe." The cook asked her daughter-in-law to convey it to me. ”
Where is the township pass? It's a warm story about labor.
Square lattice in Fuyang.
Fuyang has the Fuchun River flowing through.
What kind of river is the Fuchun River? Her gentle length, her rushing currents, and her agility and casualness have had a profound impact on the people along the Fuchun River? In Checkered's new work" I Have a River, we can find the answer.
Like every city in the process of the times, more and more villages in Fuyang are facing overall demolition, and along with the demolition is the dilemma faced by traditional culture. Fishing, handmade paper, making paper umbrellas, these traditional industries that are difficult to maintain, need someone to inherit, explore a new road, but also need someone to record, to excavate, in case of forgetting.
Starting with 2014's "Left Behind Woman," Fang Gezi shifted her main focus from fiction to long-form documentary literature. In order to create "I Have a River", she spent several years conducting fieldwork on both sides of the Fuchun River, visiting more than 100 people, and sorting out very meaningful content from a large number of official archives and non-governmental retained materials. This kind of solid fieldwork embodies the rigorous writing principles of documentary literature and also gives the works important documentary value. It not only provides solid data support for the ideological content and expression of the work, but also leaves important materials for posterity on the political, economic and cultural changes on both sides of the Fuchun River in the past hundred years, enriching people's understanding of the customs, people's feelings and history of this region.
She has visited centenarians at searing noon, talked to fishermen at high and low tides, and searched for red families under thousand-year-old camphor trees. In a quiet homestay on Tongzhou Island, her friends witnessed her bed-filled interview notes and materials, stacked on top of each other. For several years, Fang Gezi thought of Fuchun River, and she asked mother river about the past and present lives, hardships and glory. Finally, the dripping water became a river and converged into this century-old epic.
Writing about the big times through small people is a distinctive feature of the non-fiction work "I Have a River". The fishermen, paper farmers, doctors, and so on on on both sides of the Fuchun River can be described as sentient beings; the great era, the century-long historical process of the Chinese nation, from the agrarian revolution and the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression to the period of reform and opening up, can be described as magnificent. The two reflect each other, and the grand narrative integrates the experience of survival, reflecting the face and changes of a century-old Chinese history through the fate of a family or even an individual. Square grids have insisted on non-fiction creation in recent years, which is also solid fieldwork. Previously, in order to create the theme of Fuyang immigrants, "Other Hometowns are Hometowns", she not only interviewed dozens of immigrants in Fuyang, but also went to Chongqing and Sichuan to investigate the hometowns of Fuyang immigrants. In order to create "One Hundred Years of Darkness and Light", as a delicate woman, she lived for a while in the leprosy village that was heard and avoided by ordinary people.
Mai Jia, vice chairman of the China Writers Association, said that "I Have a River" is Fang Gezi's memory of a river, and she uses a non-fiction to write the humanistic story of her hometown, the memory of wind and objects, feeling that the text is delicate, and can feel the warmth revealed in the text.
And Fang Gezi himself said: "My decades of life experience have been revealed by the people and things on the banks of the Fuchun River. If I don't write about this river, I won't be able to write about anything else. Writing such a book has been my wish for many years. ”
The square grid that has never left its hometown.
【The Story of Fishing, Paper and Medicine On Both Sides of the Fuchun River】
Fang Gezi's fellow villager, a reader named Xu Jun in Fuyang, said: "'I Have a River' records the stories about fishing, paper and medicine that occurred on both sides of the Fuchun River. Through the eyes of the square grid, we can understand the many villages and places on the land of Fuyang. Those villages and places shone like stars in the sky of Fuyang. ”
Xu Jun carefully recorded the old man interviewed by the Chinese grid in "I Have a River" -
Dong Fenglian in "One Hundred Years of Jiangzhou" is one hundred years old; Cheng Caixue in "Once Cheng Gongda" is ninety-six years old; Sun Laiqiao in "The Fisherman on the River" is eighty-seven years old; Zhu Tianyuan in "Qingshan Zai", aged ninety-one; Chen Jianchu in "Lu'an's Medical Book", ninety-two years old; Ding Qiwen in "The First Notebook", ninety-five years old; Qian Shuang'e in "One Shoulder Shoulder i Life", ninety-seven years old... In the eyes of some villagers, the old men fang gezi interviewed were objects of vague memories, incoherent speech, and difficult to communicate, but she was willing to be around them, to talk to them like a granddaughter, to pick up fragments of culture in their intermittent narratives.
In "The Biography of The Xiang jun family", Xiang Mozhuang, because of the Japanese invasion, took refuge in the countryside, and still had difficulties in himself to rescue Liu Debiao, an underground traffic officer imprisoned at Tashan Temple; in 1949, after the liberation of Xindeng, Mozhuang took the lead in donating all three generations of the Xiang family's collection to the Xindeng Cultural Center, handing over the house and family property to the state, burning the land title deeds on the spot, and returning the land to the peasants; during the Cultural Revolution, mozhuang was criticized and fought, and faced the dilemma of his wife's death and children being implicated, Mozhuang stoicly faced it and led the Xiang family to usher in the dawn.
Chen Lu'an in "Lu'an's Medical Book", in order to make a good piece of paper, forget the material interests: for the cleanliness of raw materials, let the workers wear leather shoes into the slurry room; in order to prevent sweat from corroding the slurry, give each worker a towel to wipe the sweat at any time; hire the most experienced pulp master at high salary, ask the best local paper fishing master, and pay the workers fifteen times higher than the wages of other tank households. "Chen Lu'an Papermaking", famous far and wide.
Sun Laiqiao in "The Fisherman on the River" knows the weather, understands fish language, and respects fish. He pays attention to the reproduction of fish, he has personally seen the scene of the tide fish giving birth, and he will worry about whether the roe can survive in the waves. He said that the anchovy was a virtuous woman who did not depend on the powerful; he said that the great rivers and rivers kept moving forward, and all selfish thoughts, washed away by the water, were gone.
The stack house "Cheng Gongda" in "Once Cheng Gongda" is located in Tangjiabu, with a large area, three houses of more than 200 square meters, and all the paper in a township in Lishan passes through the Cheng GongDa paper shop; when the business is prosperous, when the Cheng Gong Da paper shop is at its most prosperous, there are more than 60 long-term and short-term workers; the role is great, in the era when the highway has not been opened and land transportation has not yet risen, the waterway transit function undertaken by Cheng Gongda is remembered by the merchants in the Fuchun River Basin.
The "Li Pingshan" card in "Big Source Small Story" was famous at that time. The paper of the Li family is made of caryophyllus and has not changed for hundreds of years; Li Pingshan's paper looks green and white. When the Japanese occupied the county seat of Fuyang County, the "Li Pingshan" tablet was written with the three characters of Li Pingshan on the paper, which could actually be used as a road to smoothly pass through the Japanese army's checkpoint; some people in the village were arrested, and they could be rescued by taking out the "Li Pingshan" tablet with the name of the Grandfather of the Li family written on it.
The "Fuquan Brand" yuanshu paper written in "A Pulse of Shuangxi" was founded by Zhuang Fuquan of Dayuan Shuangxi Village. The fame of "Fuquan Brand" Yuanshu Paper, in addition to the water of Zhangjiawu, the soil of Zhangjiawu, and the air of Zhangjiawu suitable for making paper, the key lies in Zhuang Fuquan's knowledge of the characteristics of Yuanshu paper. Zhuang Fuquan is one meter apart, and he can tell the raw material, production time and place of origin of a piece of paper.
"Yiguzhai", "Lida Style", "Fuchun Shi Yaochen", "Shi Jiuhua", "Fuchun Paper Line", "BingheJi", "Zhihe Sauce Garden", these names that have been brilliant in the years, are once again brilliant in "I Have a River".
Tongzhou Island in "My Big River", on the fuchun river, when Sun Libiao was thirteen years old, the Japanese drove a speedboat into the village. Sun Libiao set off from Tongzhou Island, supported the ship, served as a soldier, fought in the war, and later returned to Tongzhou Island as a production captain, and when he was older, he still lived in Sunjia Village on Tongzhou Island. Tongzhou Island is the eternal homeland of fishermen.
In the fish breeding farm in "Yongshen River Bottom", Chen Yongfu and Fang Gezi, who are almost 100 years old, talk about the years when the Ancestors of the Chen family were adrift on the water. Chen Yongfu was a fisherman, and in the late 1960s, the government resettled them in housing and set up fish breeding farms. Chen Yongfu and his wife He Caixian have since had their own home on land. Fish breeding farms are the dreams of fishermen.
Dayuan Shijia Village in "Fuchun Shi Yaochen" was the famous hometown of soil paper in Fuyang at that time. The "Fuchun Shi Yaochen" tablet is produced in the village. The scale of paper production in Shijia Village was huge. Shi Yaochen had successively purchased eighteen Zhuangkou (Shanwu) Mozhu Mountain, seven or eight million pounds of standing bamboo, built forty-eight woks, and built more than a hundred paper troughs. Of great name. Shijia Village has witnessed the glory of Fuyang Yuanshu Paper production.
The Changkou Town Tushan Village in "Fuchun Paper Line", the Yongchang Qinghe Village in "Qingshan Zai", and the Zang Jia Alley in "Doctor Hong on Houhe West Road", under the pen of Fang Gezi, are no longer a simple point on the map, where there are stories, characters, culture, and more flavor.
"I have a river" new book to share.
【Fuyang Wanderer, the Story and Thanks of the Writer】
Fang Gezi said: "I just want to think that in this part of the text that I have recorded for the time being, our fathers, and the people who have come to this land, the human world in which they are located, the hustle and bustle and silence they have experienced, through my narrative, have come back to the human world in another life form." This is the "original intention" of "I Have a River".
Taking the vicissitudes of a hundred years as the background of the times, she wrote about anti-Japanese fighters, people who supported the platoon, people who "ate river water and rice", people who wrote about "people who ate paper and rice", ordinary women in Longmen, and the Xiang clan of the xindengwang clan... She wrote about Sun Lai Bridge, and some readers know that fishermen who use water as a place can't swim.
"I remember the last day of September 2019, after she finished the first draft, my uncle and I accompanied her to Anhui for an interview. This is the second time that my uncle and I have set foot on this land in Anhui as a descendant of the new Dengxiang clan, and the first time was on March 18, 2016, when the ancestral ancestor of the Xiang clan, Shaogong, was held in Xiaoxi Village, Anhui Province. According to records, my grandfather Xiang Mozhuang once followed his mother when he was eight years old, and he went by palanquin and walked the Hanghui Ancient Road, which lasted about a month. My grandfather has never been to his ancestral home since. This accompanying interview gave me an insight into Fang Gezi's simple and people-friendly style, presumably because she had long practiced the skills of documentary literature such as "Left-behind Women" and "His Hometown is Hometown". The simple villagers took out the "Ancestral Book" that was usually secret and gave it to the square grid to look at. The village chief of Xiaoxi Village took us to see the ancient houses of Qiankou, the ancient pagodas, ancient temples, arches and other monuments in Xiaoxi Village, so there was a scenic description at the beginning of the "Biography of Xiang Jun". This is the impression of the Xiang family in "The Biography of Xiang Jun".
Xiang Zheng said, "Since my uncle left Xindeng to go to Xinjiang Zhibian at the age of sixteen, he must return to Fuyang to retire after fifty-five years, which shows that he has a strong hometown plot." As the youngest of Xiang Mozhuang's surviving children, he is also 78 years old. Originally, he didn't know anything about the other grid, nor had he read the books she had written. This time I watched "I Have a River", on the same day I sent a text message to The Square Grid: After getting the book at noon, I seriously read it twice, it did not use flowery rhetoric, just went deep into the family, with serious understanding, careful observation to write the things that the family has walked and done, the time, place and characters are written clearly, can withstand anyone's criticism, and do not evaluate some things. Let the reader analyze and interpret the situation at that time through reading. Through the contact and understanding with you in the past two years, I am really grateful for your way of being a person and your philosophy and serious attitude towards writing. Once again, thank you for writing this "Xiangjun Family Biography" for our family that I want to write but can't write but can't write well. ”
Xiang Zheng said, "A relative and friend sent me a book to another 92-year-old descendant of the Jiang family in Xinguan Village, Dayuan, Fuyang. She is a native of Fuyang, so reading this book will be much more interesting than her, a Fuyang person who grew up in Shanghai. The old man read this book very carefully, and seeing the 'Jiang family in Xinguancun' evoked too many memories of her and the Jiang family, and my father's experience was very similar to her second brother. ”
It seems that the "one river of water" of the square grid also has the effect of evoking the memories of the wanderers in Fuyang and comforting the strong nostalgia.
The square grid is with the old people of their hometown on both sides of the Fuchun River.
[She listens to the subtle sounds that make in the dust that will eventually fall to the ground]
Fang Gezi recalled the bits and pieces during the writing of "I Have a River" -
"In 2003, I walked into an ancestral hall in the sweltering heat, and on the newly built lintel were four thick and simple gilded characters, recording all the conditions of the village. The radio was playing Xu Pai Xiaosheng's classic "Weeping Ancestral Temple", and the high-pitched agitated and mellow and pathetic Yue tune bypassed the cloister stage. In a secluded corner, I saw an old man, with a banana fan in his emaciated hand, sitting on a bamboo chair, smiling when he saw people, and his teeth were gone. His smile was as pure as a baby's—a faint but peaceful old age. We chatted for a while, and all of a sudden, the old man became sad, but he tried to smile at me: 'Thinking of my grandfather... Their generation... Or in the hands of the Qing Dynasty. Ninety-three years old, sobbing and wiping his tears with the back of his hands, loneliness and loneliness quickly jumped out of the ancestral hall and besieged him. ”
Fang Gezi still remembers that when she was young, on a clear and smooth spring day, she and her classmates read in the bright classroom of Fuyang, reading a letter written by Liang Wujun of the Southern Dynasty to her friend Zhu Yuansi: "The wind and smoke are pure, and the heavenly mountains are colorful." Floating from the stream, anything. From Fuyang to Tonglu, a hundred miles, strange mountains and rivers, the world is unique. "Half of the mountain house waits for the bright moon, a light of tea to reward the sound", she once wondered, where the Water of the Fuchun River is stirring, is there a grand ambition that our ancestors have not paid. She knew how many things related to this river were in ancient and modern times, and she wanted to say goodbye.
Fang Gezi listened to the old man of FuchunJiang tell one of the stories -
The story goes like this: One night, he was urged to get up by the sound of footsteps, followed a unit that had infiltrated the village late at night, and from then on he had a military uniform, a gun on his back, and he crossed the mountains and mountains away from home, always worried about killing himself by fire—the battlefield gave him a certain expectation compared to the unbearable hunger.
"My grandfather expects me to farm and cultivate land to eat and wear warmly, and I have a good laborer... I was a soldier for three years, and the trustee brought back a bullet casing with the word 'Mother' engraved on it, which I touched in the pocket of a veteran soldier's clothes. He was cut in half by a shell. ”
In his later years, he looked back on his life and felt that most of the time he had lived had been trampled on, which was not what he wanted.
In the chaotic world, he had a marriage, the son grew to fifteen years old, the father and son occasionally had a long conversation, he was so eager for his son to stay in the village, "feet in the dirt, life and death are solid." Unexpectedly, this conversation ended early, and the son left the village one night, leaving a note: I want to cross the river.
The old man quietly said to the other grid that he had crossed the river--after crossing the Fuchun River, the heavens and the earth were different.
The first time Fang Gezi himself intersected with this river was at the age of three. It's her own story —
"My mother carried me to Dongziguan Hospital in the upper reaches of the Fuchun River, and she and her mother-in-law came out of the deep mountains and sungais with torches. Before reaching the river, the torches made of two bamboo grates in his hand had long been used up, and the last thirteen miles of the road were groping forward by the light of the sky. There were few people on the road, and the sudden heavy rain made the coats they wore hats seem to soak in the water, and occasionally a dog jumped out and frightened them. After walking thirty-five miles to the boat port of Zhongsha Village on the riverbank, the rain stopped at dawn. Sweat and rain mixed on them, hungry and cold, they sat on the rocks at the head of the ship and shivered. During the long waiting time, they looked at me worriedly, and when the boatman swung the oar across the river to reach the East Gate Ferry on the other side, they heard the sound of the Tonglu liner "whining".
"Hearing the sound of the boat coming, and seeing the waves coming, your mother and I cried with joy." The narration of a river, the mother never seems to stop.
"Many years after my mother's death, I returned to the countryside of Yiwu Fotang Town, where her birthplace was born, a terraced door house, carved colonnades, patios, and windows and doors open. When my mother was born, more than thirty years had passed since the Xinhai Revolution, and a new government was about to be established. But my grandmother came from the Qing Dynasty, and she insisted that it was very important for women to wrap their feet. The mother's resistance walked through a nail and came back to me, and I saw my mother as a girl cut a long shroud and threw it into the burning wood stove.
"Wheatgrasses, old baskets, ladders, torn door panels, they're in the dust. A sheep is entangled in a rope and stands restlessly – a woman from Tianxin Village, who turned from Yiwu to the Lanxi River in 1962 and took a hand-rocked boat on the water for several days to marry Fuyang, has been sleeping alone in the loess ridge. I breathed in the air my mother had breathed, and I saw my mother's sky filled with stars. ”
Everyone who has lived has had a river. Day and night, the long river carries the unchanging human emotions of eternity, and expectations, struggles, and feelings come together as if they never left.
"For years, I have looked at the path they have taken, the words they have said, the gestures they have made with the mind of a bystander. Their hopes and loneliness make a subtle sound in the dust that will eventually fall to the ground. My ancestors, who lived on both sides of this great river, had a long and real life of inability to repeat, confusing, questioning, introspection, failure, sorrow, and rare little joy. All the days they have spent are the lives of my contemporaries and mine. I have never forgotten the sigh of the old man in the alley: no matter how you live, it is the 'blink of an eye'... But who isn't trying to live? ”
Fang Gezi only wants to record our fathers, and the people who have come to this land, the world they are in, the hustle and bustle and silence they have experienced, and she wants to use her own narrative to re-enter the world in another life form.
Fang Gezi has published and reprinted dozens of short stories in magazines such as Jiangnan, West Lake, Harvest, People's Literature, Selected Novels, Novel Monthly, and Shanghai Literature. He has published several collections of short stories, including works selected for the rankings and various annual readings, and some works have won awards and translations.
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