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ANARCHY 🎬
Everything begins with order.
A peaceful town.
People living, working, laughing.
Rules that keep everyone moving in the same direction.
But remove the structure.
Remove the boundaries.
Remove the forces that hold everything together.
Slowly, order gives way to disorder.
In physics, we call it entropy.
In society, we may call it anarchy.
Perhaps the deeper lesson is this:
Order doesn't maintain itself. It must be built, protected, and renewed.
What happens when the forces holding a society together disappear?
ANARCHY - written by Ilepe Opeyemi (zilpeo)
A true story told through visuals and sounds.
Music 🎶- Down (Brymo)
#Aistorytelling #goviral #melodrama
Mr A was a young man in his early 30s. He was a married man who was loved by all and sundry. Hence after his tragic demise, a large number of people trooped into the hospital.
Mr A was reported to have gone for an event and he had quite a few drinks (alcohol) but when he got home, he felt unwell, vomited and slipped into unconsciousness. He was brought into the hospital unconscious, Blood pressure 259/142mmHg. He was admitted to the ICU but unfortunately couldn't make it.
Mr B was a young man also in his early thirties, active, full of life also loved by friends and family. He was also well until few days prior to presenting to the hospital when he developed a headache, throbbing in nature, thought it wasn't significant, visited the pharmacy bought medication, felt a bit relieved but the headache persisted subsequently he became unable to talk and to move a side of the body. He was brought in unconscious, BP was really high, Kidney parameters were abnormal. He needed ICU care and at the same time dialysis, Unfortunately He couldn't make it.
The third patient was also in his early thirties and was admitted to the hospital on account of symptoms of kidney disease. His BP was 220/112mmHg. He needed to have several sessions of dialysis before He was discharged home to be followed up in clinic.
Three different scenarios but they each had some things in common.
They were all young men.
They were all apparently living normal, active lives.
And, most importantly, they all had severely elevated blood pressure.
These stories are different, but they tell the same frightening story:
Hypertension does not care how young you are.
It does not wait until you are 50 or 60.
And perhaps one of the most dangerous things about hypertension is that a person can have it for years without knowing it. You may feel perfectly well, go to work, exercise, socialize, get married and live your normal life while your blood pressure is quietly damaging your heart, brain, kidneys and blood vessels.
Sometimes, the first sign that something is wrong is a stroke.
Sometimes it is kidney failure.
Sometimes it is heart failure.
And sometimes, tragically, there is no second chance.
This is why we cannot continue to think of hypertension or cardiovascular diseases as an illness of the elderly.
We need young people to start checking their blood pressure.
Not only when they have a headache.
Not only when they feel dizzy.
Not only when they visit a hospital.
Check it when you feel perfectly well.
Because the absence of symptoms does not mean the absence of disease.
And when your blood pressure is repeatedly high, don't simply buy a drug from a pharmacy, take it for a few days and stop when you feel better.
Find out why it is high.
Get properly evaluated.
Take treatment seriously.
And follow up.
Being young is not protection against cardiovascular disease.
We should not wait for a stroke, kidney failure or sudden collapse before we start taking our blood pressure seriously.
Sometimes, prevention is as simple as putting a cuff around your arm and asking:
“What is my blood pressure?”
That simple question could save your life.
Please like, share and help save another.
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Nemo ex suo delicto meliorem suam conditionem facere potest
I've got a problem and the problem is I give a lot. But the more I give, the more is added unto me. This is a problem I do not need solved🙂
Happy New Week!
Just a word of advice and it goes thus;
That you are doing well does not mean others are not struggling. That you survived does not mean their pain isn’t real.
Everyone is fighting battles we may know nothing about. So, be grateful for your strength, but let your strength make you compassionate, not dismissive.
Be kind. Be patient. Be understanding.
May this week bring us grace, strength, and reasons to be grateful. 🙏🏽
Nemo ex suo delicto meliorem suam conditionem facere potest
I've got a problem and the problem is I give a lot. But the more I give, the more is added unto me. This is a problem I do not need solved🙂
Happy New Week!
Just a word of advice and it goes thus;
That you are doing well does not mean others are not struggling. That you survived does not mean their pain isn’t real.
Everyone is fighting battles we may know nothing about. So, be grateful for your strength, but let your strength make you compassionate, not dismissive.
Be kind. Be patient. Be understanding.
May this week bring us grace, strength, and reasons to be grateful. 🙏🏽
CAN BOYS LOVE?
A rhetorical question
It is also an interesting question because we live in a world where boys are often taught to hide tenderness.
From a young age, we teach boys to be strong.
“Don't cry.” “Man up.” “Be a man.”
“Don't let them see you weak.”
And somewhere along the way, some boys grow into men who can fight for their friends but struggle to tell those same friends, “I love you.”
But perhaps boys have always known how to love.
They just call it friendship.
It is the friend who notices that your voice sounds different and asks, “Are you okay?”
It is the brother who may spend half the day insulting you, but the moment someone else tries to hurt you, suddenly becomes your biggest defender.
It is the friend who sends you money when you are broke and says, “Pay me back whenever you can,” even though he knows you probably won't remember.
It is the man who travels across town just to sit beside you when life has become too heavy.
Sometimes there are no long conversations. Just two men sitting quietly.
No explanations. No motivational speeches. Just presence.
And somehow, that is enough.
There is something beautiful about male friendship.
Two boys can spend years barely saying anything emotional to each other, yet know exactly where the other stands. They celebrate each other's victories. They mourn each other's losses. They tease each other relentlessly. They compete. They argue.They disappear for months because life gets busy.Then one day, one calls:
“Bro, how are you?”
And somehow, the distance disappears.
That is love too.
Perhaps we have been too quick to associate love with romance.
Love is not only the butterflies, the dates, the flowers and the late-night phone calls.
Sometimes love looks like a friend who remembers your exam date.
Sometimes it looks like someone saving you a seat.
Sometimes it is the brother who says, “Don't worry, I've got you.”
Sometimes it is someone standing beside you when everyone else has walked away.
And perhaps one of the most beautiful forms of love is having someone who has seen your worst moments and still chooses to remain your friend.
Boys should be allowed to love their friends.
Men should be allowed to appreciate their brothers.
We should be able to say:
“I am proud of you.” “I missed you.”
“Thank you.”“You mean a lot to me.”
“I love you, bro.”
Without embarrassment.
Without needing to explain it.
Without society forcing us to turn every expression of affection into something romantic.
Because brotherly love is real.
Friendship is real.
And there is nothing weak about caring deeply for another man.
So, can boys love?
Absolutely.
Sometimes they just don't have the vocabulary for it. So they shake hands.
They slap each other's backs. They share food. They make ridiculous jokes. They lend money they cannot afford to lose. They show up at funerals.They celebrate weddings. They sit beside each other in silence.
They say, “I dey your back.”
They say, “No worry, we go sort am.”
They say, “Bro, you've got this.”
And they call it friendship.
But perhaps, underneath all those words, is something much simpler.
Love. Brotherly love.
The kind that doesn't always need to be spoken to be felt.
So yes...
Boys can love and maybe they always have.
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A Tale of Two Worlds
There are two worlds that exist side by side, yet often feel like they are separated by an invisible wall.
In one world, a leaking roof is an inconvenience. In the other, it is a crisis.
In one world, hunger means skipping a meal because dinner is running late. In the other, hunger means going to bed wondering whether there will be food tomorrow.
In one world, a child complains because the internet is slow. In the other, a child sits in a classroom wondering how to keep up because there is no money for books, uniforms, or school fees.
Two worlds.
Same city. Same streets. Same sky.
But vastly different realities.
The wealthy often have the luxury of making mistakes because they can afford the consequences. A failed business may mean starting another. A health problem may mean finding the best hospital. A difficult season may mean dipping into savings.
For the poor, a single mistake can become a life sentence.
One unexpected illness can consume years of savings.
One job lost can mean children leaving school.
One accident can turn a household from surviving to struggling.
And perhaps the most painful difference is not always what people have, but what they can afford to dream about.
The wealthy can plan years ahead because tomorrow feels relatively secure.
The poor are often forced to live one day at a time - not because they lack ambition, but because survival keeps demanding their attention.
Yet, sometimes, we look at people struggling and call them lazy.
We see the man selling by the roadside and assume he lacks vision.
We see the woman carrying her child and selling food and assume she made poor choices.
We see the young graduate without a job and tell him to “work harder.”
But we rarely ask what they had to work with.
Not everyone starts the race from the same starting line.
Some inherit homes. Others inherit debts.
Some inherit businesses. Others inherit responsibilities.
Some have networks that open doors.
Others spend years knocking on doors that never open.
This is not an argument against wealth.
Wealth is not evil. Success is not a crime. There is nothing wrong with enjoying the rewards of honest labour.
But privilege becomes dangerous when it convinces us that everyone who is struggling simply isn't trying hard enough.
Because sometimes, the difference between two people is not effort.
It is opportunity.
It is access.
It is education.
It is healthcare.
It is family support.
It is the person who believed in them when they were still trying to believe in themselves.
And this is why those who have should never forget those who have not.
A society is not truly prosperous because some people live extravagantly.
It is prosperous when fewer people are forced to choose between food and medicine.
When a child's future is not determined by the circumstances of their birth.
When poverty does not automatically become an inheritance.
When compassion becomes more than a word.
Because at the end of the day, we may live in two different worlds, but we share the same humanity.
The rich may have more, but the poor do not have less dignity.
The wealthy may have greater opportunities, but the struggling still carry dreams.
And perhaps the greatest measure of our success is not how far we have climbed above others, but how many people we have helped climb with us.
There are two worlds.
But it does not have to remain that way.
Sometimes, all it takes to begin closing the distance is for someone who has enough to look across the invisible wall and say:
“I see you. And I will not pretend that your struggle does not exist.”
CAN BOYS LOVE?
A rhetorical question
It is also an interesting question because we live in a world where boys are often taught to hide tenderness.
From a young age, we teach boys to be strong.
“Don't cry.” “Man up.” “Be a man.”
“Don't let them see you weak.”
And somewhere along the way, some boys grow into men who can fight for their friends but struggle to tell those same friends, “I love you.”
But perhaps boys have always known how to love.
They just call it friendship.
It is the friend who notices that your voice sounds different and asks, “Are you okay?”
It is the brother who may spend half the day insulting you, but the moment someone else tries to hurt you, suddenly becomes your biggest defender.
It is the friend who sends you money when you are broke and says, “Pay me back whenever you can,” even though he knows you probably won't remember.
It is the man who travels across town just to sit beside you when life has become too heavy.
Sometimes there are no long conversations. Just two men sitting quietly.
No explanations. No motivational speeches. Just presence.
And somehow, that is enough.
There is something beautiful about male friendship.
Two boys can spend years barely saying anything emotional to each other, yet know exactly where the other stands. They celebrate each other's victories. They mourn each other's losses. They tease each other relentlessly. They compete. They argue.They disappear for months because life gets busy.Then one day, one calls:
“Bro, how are you?”
And somehow, the distance disappears.
That is love too.
Perhaps we have been too quick to associate love with romance.
Love is not only the butterflies, the dates, the flowers and the late-night phone calls.
Sometimes love looks like a friend who remembers your exam date.
Sometimes it looks like someone saving you a seat.
Sometimes it is the brother who says, “Don't worry, I've got you.”
Sometimes it is someone standing beside you when everyone else has walked away.
And perhaps one of the most beautiful forms of love is having someone who has seen your worst moments and still chooses to remain your friend.
Boys should be allowed to love their friends.
Men should be allowed to appreciate their brothers.
We should be able to say:
“I am proud of you.” “I missed you.”
“Thank you.”“You mean a lot to me.”
“I love you, bro.”
Without embarrassment.
Without needing to explain it.
Without society forcing us to turn every expression of affection into something romantic.
Because brotherly love is real.
Friendship is real.
And there is nothing weak about caring deeply for another man.
So, can boys love?
Absolutely.
Sometimes they just don't have the vocabulary for it. So they shake hands.
They slap each other's backs. They share food. They make ridiculous jokes. They lend money they cannot afford to lose. They show up at funerals.They celebrate weddings. They sit beside each other in silence.
They say, “I dey your back.”
They say, “No worry, we go sort am.”
They say, “Bro, you've got this.”
And they call it friendship.
But perhaps, underneath all those words, is something much simpler.
Love. Brotherly love.
The kind that doesn't always need to be spoken to be felt.
So yes...
Boys can love and maybe they always have.
A Tale of Two Worlds
There are two worlds that exist side by side, yet often feel like they are separated by an invisible wall.
In one world, a leaking roof is an inconvenience. In the other, it is a crisis.
In one world, hunger means skipping a meal because dinner is running late. In the other, hunger means going to bed wondering whether there will be food tomorrow.
In one world, a child complains because the internet is slow. In the other, a child sits in a classroom wondering how to keep up because there is no money for books, uniforms, or school fees.
Two worlds.
Same city. Same streets. Same sky.
But vastly different realities.
The wealthy often have the luxury of making mistakes because they can afford the consequences. A failed business may mean starting another. A health problem may mean finding the best hospital. A difficult season may mean dipping into savings.
For the poor, a single mistake can become a life sentence.
One unexpected illness can consume years of savings.
One job lost can mean children leaving school.
One accident can turn a household from surviving to struggling.
And perhaps the most painful difference is not always what people have, but what they can afford to dream about.
The wealthy can plan years ahead because tomorrow feels relatively secure.
The poor are often forced to live one day at a time - not because they lack ambition, but because survival keeps demanding their attention.
Yet, sometimes, we look at people struggling and call them lazy.
We see the man selling by the roadside and assume he lacks vision.
We see the woman carrying her child and selling food and assume she made poor choices.
We see the young graduate without a job and tell him to “work harder.”
But we rarely ask what they had to work with.
Not everyone starts the race from the same starting line.
Some inherit homes. Others inherit debts.
Some inherit businesses. Others inherit responsibilities.
Some have networks that open doors.
Others spend years knocking on doors that never open.
This is not an argument against wealth.
Wealth is not evil. Success is not a crime. There is nothing wrong with enjoying the rewards of honest labour.
But privilege becomes dangerous when it convinces us that everyone who is struggling simply isn't trying hard enough.
Because sometimes, the difference between two people is not effort.
It is opportunity.
It is access.
It is education.
It is healthcare.
It is family support.
It is the person who believed in them when they were still trying to believe in themselves.
And this is why those who have should never forget those who have not.
A society is not truly prosperous because some people live extravagantly.
It is prosperous when fewer people are forced to choose between food and medicine.
When a child's future is not determined by the circumstances of their birth.
When poverty does not automatically become an inheritance.
When compassion becomes more than a word.
Because at the end of the day, we may live in two different worlds, but we share the same humanity.
The rich may have more, but the poor do not have less dignity.
The wealthy may have greater opportunities, but the struggling still carry dreams.
And perhaps the greatest measure of our success is not how far we have climbed above others, but how many people we have helped climb with us.
There are two worlds.
But it does not have to remain that way.
Sometimes, all it takes to begin closing the distance is for someone who has enough to look across the invisible wall and say:
“I see you. And I will not pretend that your struggle does not exist.”
❤️ MYOCARDIAL INFARCTION (HEART ATTACK): THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW
A heart attack does not always begin with someone suddenly clutching their chest and collapsing.
Sometimes, the symptoms are subtle. Sometimes, they are mistaken for indigestion, fatigue, or anxiety. And sometimes, the delay in recognising the symptoms can cost a life.
A myocardial infarction (MI) occurs when blood flow to part of the heart muscle is suddenly reduced or completely blocked, causing injury and, if prolonged, death of the affected heart muscle.
🚨 What causes a heart attack?
The most common cause is rupture or erosion of an atherosclerotic plaque inside a coronary artery, followed by formation of a blood clot that obstructs blood flow.
Risk factors include:
• High blood pressure
• Diabetes mellitus
• Smoking
• High cholesterol
• Obesity
• Physical inactivity
• Increasing age
• Family history of premature cardiovascular disease
• Previous cardiovascular disease
⚠️ What should you look out for?
The classic symptom is chest discomfort, often described as pressure, squeezing, heaviness, or tightness.
But a heart attack may also present with:
➡️ Pain spreading to the arm, shoulder(typically the left), back, neck or jaw
➡️ Shortness of breath
➡️ Cold sweating
➡️ Nausea or vomiting
➡️ Dizziness or fainting
➡️ Sudden unexplained weakness or extreme fatigue
Some people-particularly older adults and people with diabetes-may have atypical or minimal symptoms.
💔 Not all heart attacks are the same
You may have heard of:
STEMI - usually caused by an acute, complete coronary artery occlusion and associated with ST-segment elevation on ECG.
NSTEMI - myocardial infarction without persistent ST-segment elevation on the ECG. The coronary artery may be partially blocked or intermittently obstructed.
Both are medical emergencies.
🫀 And what about the “widow-maker”?
A proximal LAD (left anterior descending artery) occlusion can be particularly dangerous because the LAD supplies a large portion of the left ventricle, septum and apex.
A major proximal LAD infarction can therefore result in severe heart failure, cardiogenic shock or life-threatening ventricular arrhythmias.
This is why it has earned the ominous nickname “the widow-maker.”
⏱️ Time is muscle
One of the most important principles in acute myocardial infarction is:
The longer the coronary artery remains blocked, the more heart muscle can be permanently damaged.
Do not wait for the pain to become unbearable.
Do not assume it is simply “gas.”
Do not drive yourself if you are seriously unwell.
Seek emergency medical care immediately when symptoms suggest a heart attack.
A heart attack is treatable - but early recognition and rapid restoration of blood flow can make a profound difference.
❤️ Know the symptoms. Know the risk factors. Act quickly.
This post is for health education and does not replace professional medical assessment.
#MyocardialInfarction #HeartAttack #Cardiology #HeartHealth #STEMI #NSTEMI #PreventiveCardiology #HealthEducation #MedicalEducation #PublicHealth #DoctorsOnX
❤️ MYOCARDIAL INFARCTION (HEART ATTACK): THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW
A heart attack does not always begin with someone suddenly clutching their chest and collapsing.
Sometimes, the symptoms are subtle. Sometimes, they are mistaken for indigestion, fatigue, or anxiety. And sometimes, the delay in recognising the symptoms can cost a life.
A myocardial infarction (MI) occurs when blood flow to part of the heart muscle is suddenly reduced or completely blocked, causing injury and, if prolonged, death of the affected heart muscle.
🚨 What causes a heart attack?
The most common cause is rupture or erosion of an atherosclerotic plaque inside a coronary artery, followed by formation of a blood clot that obstructs blood flow.
Risk factors include:
• High blood pressure
• Diabetes mellitus
• Smoking
• High cholesterol
• Obesity
• Physical inactivity
• Increasing age
• Family history of premature cardiovascular disease
• Previous cardiovascular disease
⚠️ What should you look out for?
The classic symptom is chest discomfort, often described as pressure, squeezing, heaviness, or tightness.
But a heart attack may also present with:
➡️ Pain spreading to the arm, shoulder(typically the left), back, neck or jaw
➡️ Shortness of breath
➡️ Cold sweating
➡️ Nausea or vomiting
➡️ Dizziness or fainting
➡️ Sudden unexplained weakness or extreme fatigue
Some people-particularly older adults and people with diabetes-may have atypical or minimal symptoms.
💔 Not all heart attacks are the same
You may have heard of:
STEMI - usually caused by an acute, complete coronary artery occlusion and associated with ST-segment elevation on ECG.
NSTEMI - myocardial infarction without persistent ST-segment elevation on the ECG. The coronary artery may be partially blocked or intermittently obstructed.
Both are medical emergencies.
🫀 And what about the “widow-maker”?
A proximal LAD (left anterior descending artery) occlusion can be particularly dangerous because the LAD supplies a large portion of the left ventricle, septum and apex.
A major proximal LAD infarction can therefore result in severe heart failure, cardiogenic shock or life-threatening ventricular arrhythmias.
This is why it has earned the ominous nickname “the widow-maker.”
⏱️ Time is muscle
One of the most important principles in acute myocardial infarction is:
The longer the coronary artery remains blocked, the more heart muscle can be permanently damaged.
Do not wait for the pain to become unbearable.
Do not assume it is simply “gas.”
Do not drive yourself if you are seriously unwell.
Seek emergency medical care immediately when symptoms suggest a heart attack.
A heart attack is treatable - but early recognition and rapid restoration of blood flow can make a profound difference.
❤️ Know the symptoms. Know the risk factors. Act quickly.
This post is for health education and does not replace professional medical assessment.
#MyocardialInfarction #HeartAttack #Cardiology #HeartHealth #STEMI #NSTEMI #PreventiveCardiology #HealthEducation #MedicalEducation #PublicHealth #DoctorsOnX
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@SirD___ Pulmonary embolism
Aliens Among Us - When We Forget We Are Humans
There is something deeply disturbing about how quickly we can turn a fellow human being into a stranger.
We call them foreigners. We call them outsiders. We call them aliens among us.
And sometimes, that label becomes enough to justify our hatred.
Xenophobic attacks are more than acts of violence against people from another country. They are an assault on the very idea that humanity can coexist despite our differences.
A person's nationality should never become a reason to beat them, burn their property, deny them dignity, or make them feel unsafe simply because they live among us.
The painful irony is that the person we call a foreigner may be someone's father, mother, brother, sister, friend or child. They have dreams. They have fears. They work. They struggle. They love. They hope for a better life - just like we do.
Borders were created by humans.
Humanity existed before them.
We must therefore be careful not to allow national identity to become more important than human identity.
When one African attacks another African because of nationality, we all lose something - our common heritage
When we respond to economic hardship by blaming another group, we distract ourselves from the deeper problems that created the hardship in the first place.
And when violence becomes our response to difference, we create a society where eventually, anyone can become the next target.
Today, it may be the foreigner.
Tomorrow, it may be another ethnic group, another community, another religion, another tribe, or simply someone who looks different from us.
The answer cannot be more hatred.
We need to stand together.
Not because we are the same, but because we are human.
We can disagree about policies. We can demand responsible immigration systems.
We can discuss employment, security and economic pressures honestly.
But none of these problems gives us permission to dehumanise another person.
Africa cannot afford to keep fighting itself.
We have too much poverty to overcome, too many lives to improve, too many children to educate and too much potential to waste fighting one another.
Perhaps the first step is to stop asking, "Where is this person from?" and start asking, "How can we treat this person with dignity?"
Because the real danger is not that there are strangers among us.
The real danger is that we have become strangers to one another.
And if we truly want a better Africa, we must learn to see beyond borders, beyond passports and beyond prejudice.
We are different nations, but we are one humanity.
We must stand as one.
Thanks for reading
Aliens Among Us - When We Forget We Are Humans
There is something deeply disturbing about how quickly we can turn a fellow human being into a stranger.
We call them foreigners. We call them outsiders. We call them aliens among us.
And sometimes, that label becomes enough to justify our hatred.
Xenophobic attacks are more than acts of violence against people from another country. They are an assault on the very idea that humanity can coexist despite our differences.
A person's nationality should never become a reason to beat them, burn their property, deny them dignity, or make them feel unsafe simply because they live among us.
The painful irony is that the person we call a foreigner may be someone's father, mother, brother, sister, friend or child. They have dreams. They have fears. They work. They struggle. They love. They hope for a better life - just like we do.
Borders were created by humans.
Humanity existed before them.
We must therefore be careful not to allow national identity to become more important than human identity.
When one African attacks another African because of nationality, we all lose something - our common heritage
When we respond to economic hardship by blaming another group, we distract ourselves from the deeper problems that created the hardship in the first place.
And when violence becomes our response to difference, we create a society where eventually, anyone can become the next target.
Today, it may be the foreigner.
Tomorrow, it may be another ethnic group, another community, another religion, another tribe, or simply someone who looks different from us.
The answer cannot be more hatred.
We need to stand together.
Not because we are the same, but because we are human.
We can disagree about policies. We can demand responsible immigration systems.
We can discuss employment, security and economic pressures honestly.
But none of these problems gives us permission to dehumanise another person.
Africa cannot afford to keep fighting itself.
We have too much poverty to overcome, too many lives to improve, too many children to educate and too much potential to waste fighting one another.
Perhaps the first step is to stop asking, "Where is this person from?" and start asking, "How can we treat this person with dignity?"
Because the real danger is not that there are strangers among us.
The real danger is that we have become strangers to one another.
And if we truly want a better Africa, we must learn to see beyond borders, beyond passports and beyond prejudice.
We are different nations, but we are one humanity.
We must stand as one.
Thanks for reading
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