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I first encountered this trying to access NPR. Any sort of media porn is heavily restricted. Prostitutes and plus-plus girls are everywhere though. Being good-looking, white and wealthy isn't killing me either.
 

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The fuck is up with how pictures are configured now? Successful sarcasm is a fucking art.
 
It seems that technological prowess is as well.

Wow, I don't doubt it. If you fuck yourself out of the loop for several months you really can't just fuck back in whenever you want. There's a lesson to be learned here. Never turn your back on a men's clothing forum. Just don't. Never.
 
Wow, I don't doubt it. If you fuck yourself out of the loop for several months you really can't just fuck back in whenever you want. There's a lesson to be learned here. Never turn your back on a men's clothing forum. Just don't. Never.
Amen, sister.

What are you doing in Indonesia? Bali?
 
^dunno

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Donkeys.

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I've heard it said that the European view, born of centuries of serfdom under monarchy, is that one may not do something unless expressly authorized to. In (once) free America, the supposition is that one is free to do something unless expressly prohibited from it.
There is no need to justify why one "needs" to photograph or possess a weapon or peacefully assemble, and law enforcement needs to remember that.
 
This is an interesting article from the National Motorists Association newsletter on how the intrusive cops don't like being monitored and damage their own monitoring equipment.
http://alerts.motorists.org/nma-e-newsletter-276-when-the-watchers-become-the-watched/
NMA E-Newsletter #276: When the Watchers become the Watched

Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
(From the Latin: Who’s watching the watchmen?)


Think about the web of surveillance that surrounds our daily lives: Google tracks our online behavior. The cable company knows what we watch on TV. Our smart phones track our movements. Government agencies monitor our electronic communications and take pictures of our vehicle license plates. Our cars record our driving habits. In fact, a Ford executive recently revealed: “We know everyone who breaks the law, we know when you're doing it. We have GPS in your car, so we know what you're doing.”

So, in this age when everyday citizens are monitored 24/7, we appreciate the irony when the microphones and cameras are turned on those who normally do the monitoring.

It recently came to light that Los Angeles police officers had sabotaged voice recorders in dozens of cruisers to avoid being monitored while on duty. LAPD investigators found that roughly half of the 80 cars in one patrol division were missing antennas that are part of the vehicle’s dash cam system. The antennas receive audio signals from the officer’s belt-worn transmitter capturing what officers say in the field. Antennas from at least 10 other cars from other divisions had been removed as well.

LAPD top brass admitted knowledge of the tampering but chose not to investigate. Instead they issued warnings against continued subterfuge and tried to implement an antenna monitoring system. A recent follow-up audit revealed that dozens of the transmitters worn by officers have been damaged or are missing.

Clearly, some LAPD patrol officers don’t like being monitored, and their superiors seem indifferent to it. As one observer aptly put it: "…it shows that the police, just like all of us, react viscerally to being watched all the time. Pervasive surveillance of this sort makes us jittery and distracted; it’s stressful as we all need times and places—even during the work day—when we can be alone and be ourselves!"

The point? Cops are people, too, gosh darn it!

Here’s another one. The recently negotiated Boston Police Department labor contract mandates the installation of GPS trackers in all police cruisers. Police officials say it will make day-to-day policing safer and more efficient, but rank-and-file officers are putting up a fuss. As one officer complained to the Boston Globe:

‘No one likes it. Who wants to be followed all over the place?’ said one officer who spoke anonymously because department rules forbid police from speaking to the media without authorization. ‘If I take my cruiser and I meet [reluctant witnesses] to talk, eventually they can follow me and say why were you in a back dark street for 45 minutes? It’s going to open up a can of worms that can’t be closed.’

To see how unhinged some have become over the mandate, read this editorial from the Boston Police Patrolmen’s Association magazine (page 15).

Lastly, the residents of Arivaca, Arizona, know what it’s like to live under constant, pervasive government surveillance. When the Border Control set up shop there (25 miles from the Mexican border) residents were told the roadside checkpoints were temporary. Six years later, the town is surrounded by no fewer than three permanent roadblocks, surveillance drones and helicopters routinely buzz overhead, and monitoring towers are a permanent fixture on the landscape.

Residents grew weary of the constant scrutiny and harassment that included warrantless roadside interrogations and detentions. So they began to lawfully record Border Patrol agents conducting checkpoint operations. The agents were not amused and told the observers to leave the area. When that didn’t work, agents claimed authority over a public thoroughfare. When that didn’t work, they set up barriers and obstructions to keep the public as far away from the roadblocks as possible.

The ACLU is now demanding that the Border Patrol allow citizens to record their activities or face litigation. The ACLU argues correctly that citizens have the First Amendment right to photograph government activity taking place in plain sight on a public street.

Turns out the watchers don’t like being watched. Perhaps we should ask them the same question they always ask us: What do you have to hide?

 
You guys are going to fucking love this one:

http://alextimes.com/2014/04/reporter-reveals-extent-of-police-surveillance-on-personal-vehicle/

Reporter reveals extent of police surveillance on personal vehicle
Community Crime News __Featured Slider — 25 April 2014

By Kathryn Watson (File photo)

The police know exactly where my car has been — and when — during the past few months.

They could have the same information — or more — about you.

As a part of my series on the use of automatic license plate readers in Virginia, I wanted to find out what kind of information local police might have. By law, the only information I’m privileged to is my own.

Earlier this month I filed a public records request with the Alexandria Police Department. I’ve lived in the City of Alexandria for just two years, and my driving record — aside from the occasional parking ticket — is virtually spotless.

What I found, however, left me riveted.

In all, police captured 16 photos of my car — mostly at night — and recorded my license plate eight times on five dates — from October 2013 to as recently as April 1.

In January, a license plate reader (LPR) captured my plate twice while my car was parked in the lot of my apartment complex, according to latitude and longitude records.

Police also captured records of my car as I drove to Bible study on a typical Wednesday night in March. Still, others were captured in various spots around Old Town.

Per Alexandria Police Department policy, LPR-generated data may be kept on a computer for up to 30 days, pending upload to the LPR database. There, information can be kept for up to six months, according to Crystal Nosal, spokeswoman for the Alexandria Police Department. Police Chief Earl Cook ratcheted down that storage policy from four years to two, and then from two years to six months.

Alexandria police have 13 mobile systems, which are mounted only on police vehicles, Nosal said.

The state’s highest constitutional office already has said random collection and storage isn’t legal — but many local police departments in Virginia continue to do it.

Last year, then-Attorney General Ken Cuccinelli concluded in an official opinion that “data collected in the continuous, passive manner that is not properly defined as ‘criminal intelligence information and not otherwise relating directly to law enforcement investigations and intelligence gathering respecting criminal activity … may not be lawfully collected through the use of LPR technology.”

The Alexandria commonwealth’s attorney and city attorney disagreed with Cuccinelli’s legal opinion. An attorney general’s opinion doesn’t bear the force of law. That’s left to the courts.

Police say ALPR technology helps police identify and catch criminals in ways other approaches simply can’t.

In January, Alexandria police, guided by ALPR-gathered data, were able to apprehend the suspected robber of a U.S. Postal Service office.

“LPR has been a successful tool in identifying leads in lots of cases from homicide to larceny. There is not one specific crime type,” Nosal said, mentioning that records can be used to find parking violators, too. “Recovering stolen automobiles and detecting parking violations are probably the best examples, however, we do not maintain statistical data on when LPR was used as a tool since it is merely a pointer system.”

That kind of success doesn’t happen every day. A study of Maryland’s use of the technology found that for every 1 million license plates scanned, only 47 were connected with serious crimes, according to the American Civil Liberties Union. The ACLU of Virginia is encouraging people to file records requests with their own police departments.

The top-of-the-line ALPR technology allows local police departments like Alexandria’s to capture up to 1,800 license plates per minute, even of cars going up to 160 mph. Police can check license plate data to match one vehicle’s moves, or against things such as DMV records.

That’s exactly why civil rights advocates such as John Whitehead, president of the Rutherford Institute in Charlottesville, argue the widespread collection and preservation of license plate data not only potentially violates search and seizure rights in the Fourth Amendment, but also makes people leery to exercise their First Amendment rights.

In 2008 and 2009, the Virginia State Police, which now regularly expunges records but still collects them, captured license plate data of people at political rallies for Sarah Palin and Barack Obama.

“It could be used against you later,” Whitehead said earlier this month.

After writing this, I’ll be sure to keep a closer eye on my surroundings. All it would take is a quick search of the records to find out where I live and where I typically travel.
 
Can't find it today, but there was a recent article about some guy on his way to Bible study that was closed off by a bevy of cops with unholstered sidearms because the ALPRs screwed up and confused a 2 and 7 so his totally different vehicle was mistaken as a stolen vehicle.

Add that to the nonsense on how the cops will basically treat you like a coked-up hijacker if your vehicle is registered to someone owning a firearm permit of any type...
 
Check your privilege, man.

I say that in jest. Actually read a quick blurb about how bogus that phrase is. Maybe I'll link it.

EDIT: Sure, why not?

He’s 20, he’s white, and he’s a freshman at Princeton University.

According to the ethnic and feminist studies college students and professors who frequently and vehemently complain that this country is steeped in racism and sexism and is only fair and just and equal for white, heterosexual males – he is the poster child for so-called “White Privilege.”

His name is Tal Fortgang, and just eight months into his Ivy League experience, he’s been told on numerous occasions to “check his privilege” – a phrase that has taken social media social justice campaigning by storm.

It is meant to remind white, heterosexual males that they have it so good because they’re white, heterosexual males. They haven’t faced tough times, they don’t know what it’s like to be judged by the color of their skin.

Oh, but they do.

Those sick of being labeled are the very same ones doing it to others, and Tal Fortgang has a powerful message for them:

"There is a phrase that floats around college campuses, Princeton being no exception, that threatens to strike down opinions without regard for their merits, but rather solely on the basis of the person that voiced them. “Check your privilege,” the saying goes, and I have been reprimanded by it several times this year. The phrase, handed down by my moral superiors, descends recklessly, like an Obama-sanctioned drone, and aims laser-like at my pinkish-peach complexion, my maleness, and the nerve I displayed in offering an opinion rooted in a personal Weltanschauung. “Check your privilege,” they tell me in a command that teeters between an imposition to actually explore how I got where I am, and a reminder that I ought to feel personally apologetic because white males seem to pull most of the strings in the world.

I do not accuse those who “check” me and my perspective of overt racism, although the phrase, which assumes that simply because I belong to a certain ethnic group I should be judged collectively with it, toes that line. But I do condemn them for diminishing everything I have personally accomplished, all the hard work I have done in my life, and for ascribing all the fruit I reap not to the seeds I sow but to some invisible patron saint of white maleness who places it out for me before I even arrive. Furthermore, I condemn them for casting the equal protection clause, indeed the very idea of a meritocracy, as a myth, and for declaring that we are all governed by invisible forces (some would call them “stigmas” or “societal norms”), that our nation runs on racist and sexist conspiracies. Forget “you didn’t build that;” check your privilege and realize that nothing you have accomplished is real.

But they can’t be telling me that everything I’ve done with my life can be credited to the racist patriarchy holding my hand throughout my years of education and eventually guiding me into Princeton. Even that is too extreme. So to find out what they are saying, I decided to take their advice. I actually went and checked the origins of my privileged existence, to empathize with those whose underdog stories I can’t possibly comprehend. I have unearthed some examples of the privilege with which my family was blessed, and now I think I better understand those who assure me that skin color allowed my family and I to flourish today.

Perhaps it’s the privilege my grandfather and his brother had to flee their home as teenagers when the Nazis invaded Poland, leaving their mother and five younger siblings behind, running and running until they reached a Displaced Persons camp in Siberia, where they would do years of hard labor in the bitter cold until World War II ended. Maybe it was the privilege my grandfather had of taking on the local Rabbi’s work in that DP camp, telling him that the spiritual leader shouldn’t do hard work, but should save his energy to pass Jewish tradition along to those who might survive. Perhaps it was the privilege my great-grandmother and those five great-aunts and uncles I never knew had of being shot into an open grave outside their hometown. Maybe that’s my privilege.

Or maybe it’s the privilege my grandmother had of spending weeks upon weeks on a death march through Polish forests in subzero temperatures, one of just a handful to survive, only to be put in Bergen-Belsen concentration camp where she would have died but for the Allied forces who liberated her and helped her regain her health when her weight dwindled to barely 80 pounds.

Perhaps my privilege is that those two resilient individuals came to America with no money and no English, obtained citizenship, learned the language and met each other; that my grandfather started a humble wicker basket business with nothing but long hours, an idea, and an iron will—to paraphrase the man I never met: “I escaped Hitler. Some business troubles are going to ruin me?” Maybe my privilege is that they worked hard enough to raise four children, and to send them to Jewish day school and eventually City College.

Perhaps it was my privilege that my own father worked hard enough in City College to earn a spot at a top graduate school, got a good job, and for 25 years got up well before the crack of dawn, sacrificing precious time he wanted to spend with those he valued most—his wife and kids—to earn that living. I can say with certainty there was no legacy involved in any of his accomplishments. The wicker business just isn’t that influential. Now would you say that we’ve been really privileged? That our success has been gift-wrapped?

That’s the problem with calling someone out for the “privilege” which you assume has defined their narrative. You don’t know what their struggles have been, what they may have gone through to be where they are. Assuming they’ve benefitted from “power systems” or other conspiratorial imaginary institutions denies them credit for all they’ve done, things of which you may not even conceive. You don’t know whose father died defending your freedom. You don’t know whose mother escaped oppression. You don’t know who conquered their demons, or may still conquering them now.

The truth is, though, that I have been exceptionally privileged in my life, albeit not in the way any detractors would have it.

It has been my distinct privilege that my grandparents came to America. First, that there was a place at all that would take them from the ruins of Europe. And second, that such a place was one where they could legally enter, learn the language, and acclimate to a society that ultimately allowed them to flourish.

It was their privilege to come to a country that grants equal protection under the law to its citizens, that cares not about religion or race, but the content of your character.

It was my privilege that my grandfather was blessed with resolve and an entrepreneurial spirit, and that he was lucky enough to come to the place where he could realize the dream of giving his children a better life than he had.

But far more important for me than his attributes was the legacy he sought to pass along, which forms the basis of what detractors call my “privilege,” but which actually should be praised as one of altruism and self-sacrifice. Those who came before us suffered for the sake of giving us a better life. When we similarly sacrifice for our descendents by caring for the planet, it’s called “environmentalism,” and is applauded. But when we do it by passing along property and a set of values, it’s called “privilege.” (And when we do it by raising questions about our crippling national debt, we’re called Tea Party radicals.) Such sacrifice of any form shouldn’t be scorned, but admired.

My exploration did yield some results. I recognize that it was my parents’ privilege and now my own that there is such a thing as an American dream which is attainable even for a penniless Jewish immigrant.

I am privileged that values like faith and education were passed along to me. My grandparents played an active role in my parents’ education, and some of my earliest memories included learning the Hebrew alphabet with my Dad. It’s been made clear to me that education begins in the home, and the importance of parents’ involvement with their kids’ education—from mathematics to morality—cannot be overstated. It’s not a matter of white or black, male or female or any other division which we seek, but a matter of the values we pass along, the legacy we leave, that perpetuates “privilege.” And there’s nothing wrong with that.

Behind every success, large or small, there is a story, and it isn’t always told by sex or skin color. My appearance certainly doesn’t tell the whole story, and to assume that it does and that I should apologize for it is insulting. While I haven’t done everything for myself up to this point in my life, someone sacrificed themselves so that I can lead a better life. But that is a legacy I am proud of.

I have checked my privilege. And I apologize for nothing."
 
Winning:

Cops are About to Start Live-Tweeting Prostitution Stings


Caveat emptor, Maryland residents, life's about to get pretty shameful for a few unlucky fans of paying for sex.

Prince George's County police announced today that they plan to live-tweet a prostitution sting next week, mug shots and all, in an "unprecedented social media tactic."

Although the sting appears to be targeted solely at johns, the police department's announcement was originally posted with an image of a woman in handcuffs. The photo has since been removed, but apparently confused a few news outlets.

The department warns that suspects won't know when or where to expect the sting, but if officers actually live-tweet the event, it shouldn't be too difficult to figure it out.
 
Part of me doesn't have a problem w/ defamation like this, especially for crimes of moral turpitude.

But that's the conservative statist in me talking.
 
Well it's just that they're doing it for arrests, not convictions. They are presumed innocent.
Is this for the live-tweeting of prostitution busts?
If this is just a real-time form of the newspaper's police blotter, it's not a big deal to me. It won't taint a jury or anything. However, if this stuff is to remain online, they really need to followup with acquittals and dismissals and be at least as public and accessible to avoid the unidirectional smearing.
 
Well then I'm against it. Don't make a public notice unless it gets followed through on.

BTW, I read the police blotter. Apparently if drugs were legalized and the DUI levels were raised to a reasonable point, the occasional blotto driver, shoplifter and inept attempted burglar would be the only criminals around.
 
http://dissenter.firedoglake.com/20...d-bag-of-drugs-shoved-sharp-object-in-throat/

Lawsuit: Police in Alabama Falsely Claimed Teen Swallowed Bag of Drugs Then Shoved ‘Sharp Object’ in Throat
By: Kevin Gosztola Thursday May 8, 2014 11:43 am

The lawsuit argues the actions of police were “so extreme and outrageous in nature as to shock the conscience of the community.”

A mother in Huntsville, Alabama, filed a wrongful death lawsuit against police alleging that they were responsible for killing her son during a drug sting.

The lawsuit claims that Huntsville police in civilian clothes violently threw Nancy Smith’s 17-year-old son to the ground. He was handcuffed and pepper sprayed. While lying motionless on the ground, the officers allegedly shoved their knees into his back making it difficult for him to breathe. The officers later shoved a “sharp instrument” into his throat while he was choking and also broke his ribs.

As the lawsuit argues, the actions of police were “so extreme and outrageous in nature as to shock the conscience of the community.” They were “willful, malicious and intentional as to inflict terror and trauma upon a Huntsville citizen.”

The teen was hospitalized for five days with severe injuries before he died on June 18, 2013.

On June 13, police allegedly “set up” an 18-year-old confidential informant to purchase drugs from this teen at his parents’ home. The teen’s mother had no idea that police in civilian clothes would surround her house ready to pounce on her son to make an arrest.

Without any warning or “lawful command,” a female police officer allegedly ran toward the teen, who was unarmed. He was thrown to the ground, handcuffed and pepper sprayed in the face. He was “choking uncontrollably” and an officer eventually called the paramedics.

The teen apparently lost “consciousness” while choking as officers “refused to remove” the handcuffs so he could “sit upright to attempt to breathe.”

Officers claimed to have tried to “retrieve” the bag before paramedics arrived. “Without proper training or expertise,” officers next “shoved a sharp oblong object into” the teen’s throat.

Officers allegedly told the paramedics the teen had “swallowed a bag of drugs” when he was thrown to the ground. That caused him to choke. At the hospital, the paramedics informed the doctor the teen “appeared lifeless and had no pulse.”

“No bag was found or recovered from the scene nor was a bag found or retrieved from the hospital” where the teen was treated. He died there five days later.

The teen’s mother requested a copy of the autopsy report, but, according to the lawsuit, she was denied. However, according to local news media, who obtained a copy, the cause of death was “undetermined.” Blood samples were thrown out before the autopsy was performed. So all the report indicates is that he could have died from an “asphyxial event,” a “foreign object in his throat,” or “from the way he was restrained.”

The alleged conduct of police is stunning. That a police officer would allegedly tell what was a lie to paramedics—that he swallowed a bag of drugs—and then it turns out shoved something sharp into his throat while he is choking as a way to cover up police brutality is sadistic behavior. But it is representative of how the War on Drugs is waged in America.

In 2006, police in Atlanta executed a “no knock” search warrant on 92 year-old Kathryn Johnston’s home. She thought her home was being invaded and fired a shot. The police shot her 39 times and then planted marijuana in her home to help justify the violence. They raided the woman’s home on the basis of “falsified paperwork.”

On June 11, 2010, Las Vegas police allegedly set up a drug raid on Trevon Cole’s home as part of a reality television series. Cole allegedly sold an eighth ounce of marijuana to an undercover officer, which led officers to raid his apartment where he was living with his nine months pregnant fiancee. They found him in the bathroom and believed he was flushing marijuana down the toilet. He allegedly made some kind of movement and was fatally shot by police.

Pastor Jonathan Paul Ayers was killed by police involved in an undercover sting operation. An unmarked black SUV with armed men dressed in street clothes, who turned out to be agents in Georgia’s drug task force, pulled up behind Ayers’ vehicle. He tried to escape what he likely thought was a car jacking. An agent shot and killed him. He became a target because he was ministering a woman who was being pursued by the drug task force. (For more examples, Students for Sensible Drug Policy compiled a list of victims in the War on Drugs here.)

This kind of brutality and vigilantism is part of the culture of the War on Drugs among police, federal agents and other public and private security officers. No matter how many times the culture is brought out into the open and challenged through lawsuits or Justice Department investigations, officers involved often escape jail time and avoid having to take responsibility for their actions.

The culture survives as a feature of a War on Drugs that disproportionately targets people of color but can ultimately kill anyone, regardless of color, who gets in the way.
 
http://krqe.com/2014/05/19/video-shows-arrest-before-man-lost-testicle/
ALBUQUERQUE (KRQE) – KRQE News 13 has obtained the lapel camera video showing what happened during the DWI arrest of a UNM law student who says an APD officer roughed him up so badly, doctors had to remove one of his testicles.

Police: Sit down or I’m going to mace you. It’s real simple.
Martin: Mace me.
Police: Sit down or I’m going to mace you, sir
Martin: Mace me. Mace me, please. I would love for you to mace me. That would be fantastic.

The officer pulled out his Taser when 24-year-old Jeremy Martin continued to ignore his demands to sit down on the curb.

Martin instead begged the officer to let him go.

Eventually, Martin says, the officer kneed him in the groin and severely injured his testicle.

Martin: Sir sir sir (scuffle)
Police: Turn around
Police: Turn around
Martin: Stop using aggressive force. Don’t kick me in the nuts. Aw you motherf*****
Police: Get on the ground
Martin: Don’t kick me in the… Aw you f*****

Martin was arrested for DWI and marijuana possession.

One of his friends was filming the arrest on his cell phone. Lapel shows the officer grab the phone, find the video clip and it appears he deletes it.

The officer was put on desk duty.​
 
This broad is a bit ditzy for touching an officer, but they are total pussies. Just deliver a firm warning about keeping hands to self, don't go dragging women out of cars against their will for perceived slights.
BTW, this is one of the threads that I miss OP for!
 
That's pretty much bullshit. It looks like they just wanted an excuse to touch a women. Either that or it's their first day on the job (note the pinnies) and they couldn't wait for an excuse to re-enact their favorite episode of Cops.
 
And this is pretty astonishing. That guy those cops are dragging, he's not drunk, he's in a coma.

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And this is pretty astonishing. That guy those cops are dragging, he's not drunk, he's in a coma.

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Geez, talk about understatement. Russia, of course.
TWO Policemen have been fired after dragging a comatose murder suspect out of a hospital and trying to check him in as luggage on a flight....was in a critical condition, but the pair removed him from his hospital room without contact[ing] the hospital staff.Kozhemyakin was wanted on suspicion of arranging the murder of mayoral aide Arkady Georgiadi, who was shot at point-blank range by two hit men in 2008...

They drove him from Balabanovskaya City Hospital to Vnukovo Airport in Moscow with the aim to fly him to police headquarters in Stavropol but airport staff stopped them, as the murder suspect was unconscious and unfit to fly.

The officers then reportedly tried to check the man in as baggage and tried to put him into the luggage hold, but were again stopped by airline staff. Out of options, they handcuffed the suspect to a chair, and intended to wait it out until they could take a different airline.

The suspect had trouble breathing during the night, but the policemen still refused to readmit him to hospital and Kozhemyakin eventually died. The two officers have denied any wrongdoing, claiming that they had asked a nurse who said they were fine to move the suspect.
Read more at http://www.liveleak.com/view?i=cab_1403748383#M7T7QAT5PIHHHatE.99
Extra lulz on this because, you know, it's not like you're going to get answers from a guy in a coma. And he's not a real flight risk either...
 
Speeding cop on cell phone changes his tune after learns he's being recorded.


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