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trainsandkitties · 1 month
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This girl's story is something. A buddy asked me to doodle EU07 as a waifu. I was like, sure I can draw EU07 as a waifu. Welp waifu gained her own consciousness and became an oc XD Say hello to Ewa the EU07!
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artdecoandmodernist · 10 months
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Art Deco Interwar Polish railway posters promoting Warsaw (Warszawa) by Stefan Norblin in 1926.
Norblin “was well-known for his poster designs for the Polish tourist industry. His poster work is distinguished by its unconstrained expression of subject matter, fine hand and intense color. It depicted specific Polish regions, towns and historical buildings for the Ministry of Transportation” (Polish Poster p. 87). Here, we see a view of the old buildings and spires of Warsaw seen from the Vistula river. Gebrauchsgraphik April 1, 1936, p. 43. (x)
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claypitbees · 2 years
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Sketchy Yong Bao and Hong Mei :) I'll leave my rambling under the cut
Not gonna lie it's much harder to find references for uniforms on Chinese railways during Yong Baos construction date than I thought. Part of that is due to the period of time which was from 1950s-1966 and part of that is due to the fact if you search Chinese railway uniform you get stuff from the Canadian Pacific railway and or images of British railways instead. My mom helped me find a few images using Chinese search engines and I took a few liberties since the uniform back then was supposed to be much more simple but Yong Bao has one of the most over the top designs I've ever seen.
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These were according to the website the uniforms of the 1950s, and according to my mom remained pretty much unchanged except for colouration which went from the pictured blue into a grey colour. The 1960 variation also followed much closer the typical workman's uniform from the time, my mom said back in the day all clothing being sold looked pretty much the same. She then gave me an anecdote about how her parents hand made her clothes so she could flex on her peers.
1960s variation
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Also when I first started looking through references I had to pretty much rely solely on propaganda posters since they are much better archived. I thought I'd share some of the stuff I did manage to find incase anybody is interested!
1980s variation
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1984 and 1994
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More modern stuff
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Old propganda poster whoops I'm at the 10 image limit
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There's so much I want to read about and learn about railways in China it's very intresting. I've taken the trains in Bejing before they were super fun and I wish I had taken pictures but I didn't predict 5 years later I'd become a thomas fan so aha. Also their passenger trains have beds! I've slept in one before it's not very comfortable but very cool nonetheless. Sorry this is very incoherent I'm very excited is all!
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nieleczony · 1 year
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PKP class Pm36 - the aerodynamic steam locomotive
Pm36 was an experimental 4-6-2 (2'C1', "Pacific") steam engine designed by Fablok engineer Kazimierz Zembrzuski and his team in 1936 to serve as an express train.
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Two locomotives were built for testing purposes. First (Pm36-1, factory number: 662) was finnished in the early 1937 and was fitted with aerodynamic shell, that coverd everything (including tender) outside of the driving wheels, helping to achieve higher speeds.
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The shape of the shell was accepted by the Institute of Aerodynamics of Warsaw University of Technology after its wooden replica was tested in the wind tunnel.
Later that year it arrived at Paris World Expo where it was awarded a gold medal
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Second locomotive Pm36-2 was built in october of 1937 and for the purpose of comparison it didn't have a shell. Although it was lighter by 2,7 t than Pm36-1 it was slower by about 20km/h (12,5 mph).
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During the war both locomotives both engines were lost around september campaign and eventually became a part of the Deutsche Reichsbahn fleet (Pm36-1 in 1939, Pm36-2 in 1941 after operation Barbarossa). Pm36-1 was lost (presumably destroyed) during the war but Pm36-2 was evacuated to Austria in 1944 from where it was sent back to Poland in 1947. It was expoited until 1966, in 1970 it was crossed off of the PKP inventory and in 1973 it was given to Warsaw Railway Museum.
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on 1995, on "150th anniversay of railway on polish soil" Pm36-2 was renovated, given the name Piękna Helena (Beautiful Helena) and it stations in Wolsztyn Steam Locomotovie Depot whare it's in active service to this day.
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replaybf · 9 months
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high chance i'll be flying a plane alone for the first time this month... fear.png but also! excited to gain a new experience tbh
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Hi my spouse might be going to Poland for the first time for a work trip (I don’t remember what city but not Warsaw or Krakow) do u have recommendations for some food he should try and are there any sweets you think I oughta ask him to bring back? Sorry if this is a weird ask and also thank you
Hiii!!! Not a weird ask at all, I'm happy to assist!
In general traditional Polish cuisine is rather heavy: you'd get a lot of meats, potatoes, fried stuff. I'm case your spouse likes stuff like that, he will love it here. Otherwise the big cities tend to have a lot of food from around the world, including an expanding offer of plant-based options.
When it comes to regional treats, well - that again depends on where he'd be going. If you're after sweets, I recommend two cities: Toruń and Poznań.
Toruń is the city of Nicholaus Copernicus, as well as gingerbread (sin. piernik, pl. pierniki). You can get a variety of these there, from small ones filled with jam and dipped in chocolate, to a more traditional variety, more spicy, sliced and delicate. There's also a crunchy variety, slightly reminiscent of the Dutch speculaas. And more, that's honestly just a tip of the iceberg!
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When it comes to Poznań, there's a treat that's traditionally only made on one specific day: 11th of November, and only there, but well, it's so good it's sold all throughout the country almost year round. I'm talking about the white poppyseed crescent rolls (rogale marcińskie or rogale świętomarcińskie).
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They're sweet and filling, and absolutely worth trying when you have the chance!
If he's in the Tatra mountains area in the South, he might stumble upon places that sell oscypek: it's a type of smoked cheese made out of sheep's milk. The flavour is quite intense. They're known for being quite decorative as well.
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However! If your spouse isn't in the mood to drive around searching for regional treats, you can't go wrong with Ptasie Mleczko (literally Bird's Milk or rather Bird's Milky).
It's a rectangular marshmallow-type treat (vegetarian) coated in chocolate. The most classic variety is vanilla-flavoured and dipped in dark chocolate, but at this point there are several different variants. You can find them in most grocery shops.
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That's mostly it for now, unless that's not what you had in mind! I'll be happy to expand on this if you want ☺️
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maciej-smolen-poznan · 10 months
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STARE MIASTO I Under the Theater Bridge [2019.08.18]
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theflyingkipper · 2 years
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You good sir will not get rid of my rambles now
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The only ever built pm36 class locos. The other one without streamlining is pm36-2 "Beautiful Helena". The only remaining pm36.
They were both ordered in 1936 for the Polish State Railways (PKP)
Designed by inz. Kazimierz Zembrzuski and built by the Fablok Factory of Locomotives and the Warsaw University of Technology in 1937 (Pm36-1 won the gold medal the same year)
They both served PKP until the Third Reich attacked. Since then both of the locomotives served the german railways, and then the soviets. Somwhere during the time of the soviet invasion Pm36-1 was lost and people only speculated on what happened to her. Tho the most popular theory states that the german railways stripped off the streamlining and she served the railway until being scrapped in the 50's. Pm36-2 however still served PKP and in 1965 was given to the Warsaw Railway Museum. In 1995 she went through a major overhaul and was put back in steam in Wolsztyn as a tourist attraction. However since 2012 she's been awaiting repairs and another overhaul
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Hela in the 2010's
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 2 years
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“BODY OF POLE FOUND ON RAILWAY TRACKS,” Kingston Whig-Standard. May 30, 1932. Page 1. ---- Discovery East of Kaladar Station — Head Badly Battered ---- BELLEVILLE, May 30— The body of Grigori Wurilsky, 45, Pole, formerly employed by the Campbell Construction Company in building the highway through the northern part of the province, his head battered, was found on the CPR tracks a short distance east of Kaladar station on late Saturday afternoon. Coroner Dr. T. M. Galbraith of Napanee went to the scene. The body was released for burial and an inquest ordered for Friday. Bank books found in his effects showed deposits in the Sudbury and Cochrane banks of about a thousand dollars. Addresses of relatives in Poland were also found and these will be communicated with by the Polish Consul-General at Montreal.
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In another news, Polish farmers are now blocking all roads in the country. Ukraine's main infrastructure for delivering arms and aid - roads and railways through Poland - are blocked constantly, while Russians have finished their rail road from Russia to Donbas and have free run of all the roads on that side, of course🙃
Meanwhile, research shows that Ukrainian grain almost doesn't influence Polish grain prises (1st screenshot)
Also, when talking about someone taking advantages of their benefactors, Poland maybe wants to look in the mirror? (2nd screenshot - I bet Ukraine would be closer to the blue sector, if we were a EU member😉 )
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theoutcastrogue · 5 months
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Members of an ethical hacking group called Dragon Sector, including Sergiusz Bazański and Michał Kowalczyk, were called upon by a train repair shop, Serwis Pojazdów Szynowych (SPS), to analyze train software in June 2022. SPS was desperate to figure out what was causing "mysterious failures" that shut down several vehicles owned by Polish train operator the Lower Silesian Railway, Polish infrastructure trade publication Rynek Kolejowy reported. At that point, the shortage of trains had already become "a serious problem" for carriers and passengers, as fewer available cars meant shorter trains and reduced rider capacity, Rynek Kolejowy reported.
Dragon Sector spent two months analyzing the software, finding that "the manufacturer's interference" led to "forced failures and to the fact that the trains did not start," and concluding that bricking the trains "was a deliberate action on Newag's part."
According to Dragon Sector, Newag entered code into the control systems of Impuls trains to stop them from operating if a GPS tracker indicated that the train was parked for several days at an independent repair shop.
The trains "were given the logic that they would not move if they were parked in a specific location in Poland, and these locations were the service hall of SPS and the halls of other similar companies in the industry," Dragon Sector's team alleged. "Even one of the SPS halls, which was still under construction, was included."
The code also allegedly bricked the train if "certain components had been replaced without a manufacturer-approved serial number," 404 Media reported. [...]
404 Media noted that Newag appeared to be following a common playbook in the right-to-repair world where manufacturers intimidate competitor repair shops with threatened lawsuits and unsubstantiated claims about safety risks of third-party repairs. So far, Dragon Sector does not appear intimidated, posting its success on YouTube and discussing its findings at Poland’s Oh My H@ck conference in Warsaw.
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kumatajdg · 4 months
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A scene from the Railway Series story "Thomas' Christmas Party"! Not as polished as I'd like - got a bit too ambitious for the limited time I had to work on this ^^;
Still, I hope you all enjoy, and have a very Merry Christmas!
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tangomagnolija · 18 days
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todays XS work in progress is sponsored by the intercity polish state railways
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Here's an old commissi0n I did for a friend (who I'm not sure is still active) Courtney the Conductor. She asked me to draw her OC giving Rheneas a polish after his return in Gallant Old Engine. It was a fun comm since I don't do the Skarloey Railway engines that often, which I probably should fix....
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dvmetvra · 9 months
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Sicily, summer ‘23, m.g.t.
The water always cold is usual in our sea- but now the sun beams bright enough to make it pleasant and warm enough to swim in.
Local mayors desperate for water bombers- Mommy, I just got stung by a jellyfish!- I take in both news with equal gravity.
The air is thick - our breaths sound more like gasps - there's ashes in my lungs and wildfire in my heart.
I take a toddler for a backride while he tells me how his house burnt down the other night.
I sit in a girl's bedroom while she argues with her boyfriend who has not had running water in ten days and is staying at her place.
I can't make it to the party, I'm sorry- I soulfully explain - the highway's shut down and the railway tracks have melted in their place.
I drive my grandma up winding country roads as she rushes to her family's lot of land to grab whatever fruits are matured enough to save before the burning flames get to them.
I go to church - no incense burns, the risk deemed far too high - and thank the Lord he made my plane land early enough not to get stuck at our two burning airports and their poor replacements.
I bring Tacitus with me as a light read but my head swims during the description of the Great Fire of Rome - such a city I left for my hometown - and I feel history's flames lick up against mine in Nero's Sicily beach.
We sit spread out on still-warm sand at night and fight the heat with horror tales of how much worse it could have been - a girl bemoans her nails are chipped and another one gets the polish- she blows me a kiss and it's like a cool breeze.
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eldritch-thrumming · 1 year
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Steve looks up when there’s a knock on his cubicle wall. Robin stands on the other side, leaning over the flimsy partition that gives the busy office floor the illusion of privacy.
“Hey, Steve, wanna get lunch?” She asks him.
“Yeah, let me finish this,” Steve says before turning back to his computer screen to save his notes from fashion week. He can’t help but sigh as he looks at the endless lists of what celebrity wore which brands and who sat front row at each show.
He and Robin make their way downstairs to the cafeteria, where they head to the end of the long line. The lunch room was always packed at this time of day. Steve thinks for the thousandth time that they should plan their breaks better, maybe for a time when the entire building wasn’t battling a sudden salad bar craving.
After about twenty minutes and several sharp elbows to the ribs at the refrigerator where the pudding cups are kept, they make their way to the only open table with their sad, wilted-looking lettuce. Steve stares down at his plate, stomach rumbling, before Robin catches his attention.
“Ready for the pitch meeting?” Her brows are furrowed, anxiety written across her face.
“I mean, yeah.” Steve shrugs his shoulders. “Not much to pitch. I’m just gonna get that lame premiere assignment anyway.” His voice comes out an irritated grumble.
“What about that story about the teachers’ strikes you wanted to pitch? The teachers organizing across districts?” The furrow in her brow deepens.
“Face it, Robin,” Steve sighs. “If we want to write what we really want to write, we’re not gonna do it here. Best to get these few years under out belt and do what we’re told, so we can get a good reference for a publication that actually cares about the things we care about.”
Robin looks down at her own plate, moves her fork around her pile of browned lettuce and ranch dressing. “Well, I’m pitching my rail nationalization story. Imagine what this country could do with a high speed rail system organized by the state. It would be a game changer!” She sounds excited about her pitch and Steve wonders if that’s the way he used to sound, too, before he’d been relegated to “Who Wore It Better”s and celebrity advice columns.
As Steve’s contemplating his entire career trajectory, Nancy makes her way over to them with a tray in her white-knuckled grip. Steve would never say it to her face, but he thought it was only a matter of time before she popped a blood vessel because of the cafeteria line.
“I fucking hate this place,” Nancy practically snarls as she slams her tray down on the table between them. She takes a chair from the neighboring table without even asking before sitting and hanging her crossbody bag on the back. She glances at Steve’s tray. “You got a pudding cup?” Steve says nothing as he moves the pudding cup further from Nancy’s reach. She rolls her eyes.
“We were just talking about the pitch meeting,” Robin tells her. “I’m really gonna pitch the railway story. This is important stuff, Nance, we should be publishing it.”
Nancy takes a sip from her orange juice before responding. “I don’t disagree, Robin, but Erica will never go for it. You know those serious pieces are reserved for Terry, Patrick, and Elaine.”
“Terry, Patrick, and Elaine are practically geriatric,” Robin rolls her eyes. “The magazine needs fresh new voices. Erica understands that. I’m pretty sure it was her who said that at last month’s meeting.”
“Well, good luck,” Nancy says, twirling her fork in her pasta. Steve’s not even sure what sort of sauce the pasta’s supposed to have. He grimaces.
“Thank you,” Robin grins, choosing to ignore Nancy’s sarcasm.
~*~
Steve, Robin, and Nancy sit side-by-side in the conference room as they wait for their editor, Erica, to finish the phone call she’d taken in her office. They were surrounded by their coworkers--photographers, stylists, journalists--and there was a massive pile of donuts in the center of the huge polished wooden table. Steve’s fingers itched to reach for one, but the last time he’d eaten a donut at one of these meetings, he’d gotten a huge glob of strawberry jelly on his slacks. He’d had to beg to borrow a pair of pants from the fashion closet so he could go do an interview without a massive red stain on his leg later that day.
Everyone looks up when Erica enters the room. She always looked to Steve like she floated around the place, somehow both intimidating and approachable all at once. Steve’s palms were always sweaty whenever he had to have a one-on-one conversation with her.
The meeting starts and Erica directs the conversation around the room, hearing pitch after pitch for the next few editions of the magazine. Steve’s head is starting to bobble as he listened to the stylists pitch five different fashion spreads. He’s startled from a daydream when Erica says, “Alright, what do you three have for me?” from the end of the table.
Robin looks at Steve and Nancy before she speaks. “Well, uh. I had this thought that we could, uh, maybe do a piece, like, an article, you know? With, uh, interviews and first-person accounts and statistics and all that stuff--”
“Right, I know what an article is, Robin,” Erica says firmly, but not unfriendly.
“Right, Robin swallows, squirming. “Sorry. Um. Well, there’s been a lot of talk recently about the railway workers unionizing and the derailments and how corporations are going about handling these issues.” Steve notices how Robin’s voice starts to sound much stronger when she really gets in to her pitch. “And there’s a renewed interest online and in DC in a potential nationalization of the railway system in America and I think that could be a really worthwhile and interesting story for our readers.”
Erica looks at Robin for a long moment, thinking. Steve holds his breath, waiting for Erica to speak.
“I like it,” she finally says, a slow smile spreading across her face. “We’ll talk to residents where the derailments occurred, doctors and scientists, state representatives, workers, officials. It could even be a serial piece.”
“Wow, really?” Robin’s eyes brighten.
“Yeah, really,” Erica smiles again, before turning to her right. “Terry, what do you think? Can you handle that?” Steve sees Robin’s face fall out of the corner of his eye. Terry responds in the affirmative, before Steve cuts off the conversation that they’re having about Robin’s story.
“I have a pitch,” Steve says, voice loud in his own ears. His hands shake in his lap.
“Really, Harrington?” Erica asks, eyebrows shooting up in surprise as she turns to look at him.
“Yeah,” Steve nods. “About the teachers’ strikes and how they’re organizing across districts in the city.”
Erica looks at him, like she’d looked at Robin. Her eyes shift back and forth between the two of them.
“That’s not a bad story,” she tells him. She pauses again, looking at Steve for another long moment before continuing. “Listen, I see what’s happening here. You want a chance at more serious stories. But you’ve both been here only a year. I need to know that you can write more than an analysis of what Selena Gomez was wearing when Justin Bieber broke up with her.” She looks at them and she looks so far away from where Steve is sitting. He feels like his vision has taken on a fish-eye lens, distorting at the edges, making everyone look tiny. “So, here’s what we’ll do. I was just on the phone with Corroded Coffin’s PR. Apparently the band is coming out of retirement and they’re announcing a new album and a new tour kicking off in March. They’ve asked us to publish something about the band, with full and complete access to recording studios, one-on-one interviews with each member, and live shows before the tour starts. We’re doing a whole issue on the resurgence of grunge and metal style from the eighties and nineties for it. I’ll let you, Buckley, and Wheeler have the central article. If you can get me some new, interesting, and relevant information on the band’s personal lives, I’ll let you start writing more serious pieces for the magazine.”
Steve’s eyebrows shoot up in surprise as the blood rushes in his ears. He hadn’t expected that to actually work. Plus, the Corroded Coffin article itself was a huge deal. Nancy’s saying yes on everyone’s behalf before Steve can even really wrap his mind around the offer.
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After the meeting, Steve sits at his desk doing a cursory Google search of Corroded Coffin. He wasn’t the biggest metal fan and the closest he’d ever come to really giving the genre a try was adding a few Nirvana songs to his workout playlist.
He’s scrolling through the search results when he realizes that there’s a significant lack of interviews, even though the band has been active for almost a decade. Most of the articles were descriptions of the lead singer’s rather outlandish public stunts.
“Hey, Rob?” He calls out over the partition that separates their cubicles.
“Yeah?” She responds. Steve doesn’t like when he can’t see her while they’re talking, so he rolls his eyes and pulls himself from the chair to look over their shared wall.
“Have you noticed that there’s, like, no interviews with the band?”
She looks up from her computer screen. “There’s a few,” she says, sighing. “On the second page of Google. But there’s none with Munson.” Robin throws herself against the back of his chair. “A few of the articles say he’s ‘notoriously private.’” She rolls her eyes as she puts air quotes around the last two words.
Steve stomach drops. This was supposed to be an easy article. Full access usually meant a lot more intimacy between the journalist and the subject, but Steve knew first hand how hard it was to get a cagey and jaded celebrity to talk, even when the request for the interview came from their own camp. Sometimes especially when the request came from their camp.
“Is this going to be harder than we thought?” Steve asks, brow furrowing in concern. “”What are we going to do?”
Robin smirks. “We’ll just have to get creative.”
part one part two
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