2020.10.28 08:27 EufyWoes Cam sec
Hi all, I was setting up a new Indoor Cam 2K, did the whole Add Device on Android app, Power on cam, wait for Solid Blue LED, scan QR code on bottom of cam and then select wireless network to connect to. Was trying my normal wireless network that everything is connected to and I know the password was correct as I tried typing it manually a few times and copying it directly from the Google Wifi app, still wouldn't accept it so not sure if Eufy cams have problems accepting Wifi passwords with special characters in them?
Whatever I did it wouldn't connect so I clicked back on the Eufy app and this seemed to send the camera in to some sort of setup loop where now the camera LED never goes to solid blue again. It just goes the initial blue/purple for about 20 seconds, then solid blue quickly for 1 second then solid red for 3 seconds and then goes back to blue/purple and just keeps doing that on repeat until I unplug the power.
I have tried holding the Sync button for various levels of time whilst the device is powered on, nothing seems to change or interrupt the sequence it goes through of initial blue/purple for about 20 seconds, then solid blue quickly for 1 second then solid red for 3 seconds and then goes back to blue/purple and repeats over & over.
Have I somehow bricked the cam? If so why is it so easy to brick it, I just clicked back on the app during setup when facing difficulty connecting to a wifi network so surely I'm not the only one to experience that.
Eufy chat support keeps trying to tell me I must have a defective unit, the problem is it hasn't been doing this from the get go as mentioned it went in to the setup procedure and it was just prematurely exiting the setup that seems to have now turned it into a zombie.
Has anyone experienced this? Any suggestions of things to try? I asked Eufy chat support if there was a way to flash the firmware on the cam back to factory by using the micro SD slot and they said the only way to reset to factory is to hold the Sync button for 15 secs whilst powered on ... this seems a little limited for a device that has a USB and Micro SD slot.
Thanks in advance!
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2020.10.28 06:27 PALEH0RSMEN Pc keeps quitting out of games
Build set up CPU:Ryzen 9 3900X Gpu:Msi 2070 RTX Oc Armor Ram:G.skill Trident 32 Gb 3600MHZ MOBO:Msi tomahawk Max AIO:Cooler Master liquid cooling Case:Phantex 500A Psu:650 bronze rates Corsair
Problem: Games I normally run are quitting out without warning. Even games like apex which I run on med settings will just stop and I'll have to restart the game. I can play AAA games for about 45 min then it will freeZe for a sec then quit. I'm running cam checking temps and my cpu is around 53c and gpu around 68c. This problem didn't occur until I upgraded ram from 16GB 3200mhz to the new 32GB 3600mhz. At first the new ram was making my cpu overheat by making the voltage hit around 4.8 so of course I lowered it to 3.5 then everything seemed stable but now my games will just stop working. I've messed with bios and lowered voltage that way and turned off xmp and games still quit on their own. So I put bios back to auto for everything and turned down cpu voltage with Ryzen master and still games are acting the same. I checked diagnostics on GPU and system checked out fine. Idk I'm running out of ideas and need more opinions and was hoping someone might be able to help..?
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2020.10.27 14:34 unevengerm2204 Sec cam
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2020.10.25 05:44 icerock547 Cam sec
So I was playing and got impostor. These two dudes were in the same game, playing together on a call. I was with one of the guys and I killed him. Later the other guy found his body (I assume the dead guy told him where he was bc it was 2 sec later) and reported it. For some reason I was able to convince him that it was this cremate because I saw it on cams. And then I won and when I returned to the lobby it was the two guys.
Me: hey gg guys
Guy 1: lil slime, did you know that pumpkin is colorblind?
Me: 😦 uhhhhhh really? 😳
Pumpkin: yeah, I couldn't tell who it was
Guy 1: yeah I really thought it was cyan when you said it.
cyan rage quits
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2020.10.22 03:25 lounaticsarge Stuck in boot loop
Hello, I just installed a Ring peephole cam and it looks like i’m stuck in a boot loop. As the Blue circle is flashing, one second on, one second off which means Peephole Cam is booting up. The device is updated to the latest firmware and it’s connected to the wifi. The battery is full. All of this happened when I removed the battery for a few minutes then it got stuck in a boot loop. I can’t go back to setup mode white light spinning even after I do the press the orange button for 20 seconds it still does the blue 1 sec on and 1 sec off. Any thoughts guys?
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2020.10.19 22:46 jazzgtrl4 Cam sec
ok i bought the Eleaf Rim C with the Crucible and it is awesome. i cam from a Yocan Magneto..Got a question about the battery..So i go two messages on the screen one was something about 10 sec?? i held the button down maybe to long? untill it reached 500 and then that message came up as well as another one something about a "new coil up same down" or something like that?? or something..cant remember exactly what it said..any help would be greta thanks
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2020.10.19 20:40 plshelpneobard Cam sec
Neobards got dealt a shitty hand from capcom and then made some shitty decisions themselves so alas the game is donezo. I think there were some obvious changes that should've been made/prioritized but none of them happened. So while everybody is on the way out what were the things you think needed to happen, thought would happen, but then didn't happen
2020.10.18 22:18 JackRaidenPH The future of CoD:CW
So, after playing open-beta for 2 days already, I've really asked myself a question: What's waiting CW after actual release? I mean, the came in current state is totally and absolutely unplayable. Not everything is broken, but everything broken is a core. The movement animations are broken: Instead of sliding characters either teleport to the point with hypersonic speed or not actually slide at all; Net-Code part: Remember Battefield 4 Beta? Forget. It was way better. Shots are not registered, enemies are killing you within <1 sec, despite the kill-cam where a lot of shots were shot; Crossplay is totally unplayable: It's impossible to fight against console auto-aim, it's dramatically more powerful than in other games. Graphics is... ah... too good?: It's totally unplayble, too much contrast, too much light, enemies are barely seen(Yes, I've switched gamma setting as it was broken, but still); Camera angles are broken: 70% of my deaths are deaths from nowhere, idk whether it's a net-code issue or not, but i've get killed but the enemy that i don't see as it's behind the object a LOT of times; The sound is trash: The sound is trash; Weapons are bad: All weapons feel the same, there are really a few of modules and I think i've even found a formula for them; "Killstreak" system is OP, you get a gunner - you make enemy team cry. And you WILL get gunner, as score is saved between deaths. The maps are trash: Every of... 4... maps is just unbalanced creation of a kid with pencils; Snipers: It's too easy to play with sniper rifles, as they're not reacting to shots. You can throw some bullets in a sniper, but he will still kill you as he don't give a crap about you and your damage; I can't say anything about performance of SBMM. I play on 1066 + R7 2700 and It's kinda fine. Just as it should be, i'd say.
I've played Black Ops 2 a lot. It has it's problems, but for me it's a model of an ideal CoD. Everything there is done by the people who know what they do. Every map is awesome and every even the shittiest weapon has it's use.
I think know why everything is so bad. Just as always: Activision. Fat greedy dumbass who wants more money in less time. And while Treyarch AND Infinity Ward are under Activision nothing will change, I guarantee. So, as it's less than a month before the release, I want to ask you all a question: What do you think the future of CoD: CW?
For me, as for native russian speaker It was pretty funny to see something like "КРАСНЫЙ ХЛЕБ"(Red Bread, lmao, what?), or "БАШIIИ", instead of "БАШНИ"(Towers), or "Старое место" (Literally old place, over the bar), or on Moscow map. But those are not minuses, just some funny facts.
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2020.10.18 18:51 Thomas_1112 Cam sec
Here's a list of all tips from SI alpha 11 sorted by season in the comments (fyi not everything is valid anymore because of updates, but eh, not willing to check) Note: There will be a seperate list for discord tips, if I have time
2020.10.16 20:34 TheVulkanMan Cam sec
For those that missed the mail.
Side note, only 200K from 1.7M total? Did they all jump ship, or just picked Cam+ instead?
(Remember, this is ONLY for people that bought cams before Nov 2019)
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2020.10.15 14:47 LongLiveNudeFlesh Cam sec
So, if I have to start somewhere, I need to start with the fact that I'm a collector. I've always been one, it's kind of my thing. Back when I was a little girl, I'd hoard superhero lunch boxes, action figures, whatever. Anything geeky and cool, I was into. The dudes in tights didn't hurt either. As I got older, and other people began to think I was weird, I just kind of doubled down—I got weirder. I started researching, I started selling. I was seventeen and making a pretty penny on comic books that I'd liberated from a thrift store.
Ten years later, collecting is still my life. My EBay store is my business.
This probably sounds strange, but how many of you did something as a kid and then went on to have it inform your entire life? I think about that a lot these days, because I've had other friends with weird obsessions. One of my exes was really into the art of calligraphy. I know, right? But he's the manager of a fast food joint now. If you put his life into a narrative, it'd be dull and sad. You'd get the montage of a young man hard at work practicing his penmanship, admiring greeting card fonts by sight, using digital technology to craft his own custom alphabet, then you'd smash cut to see him wearing an apron, filling in for the drive-thru girl who called out for the third time this week.
I'm just saying, it's almost too perfect, isn't it?
Anyways, I'm a collector. And I was on the hunt for something I hadn't heard of before last week. Something from Deserted. You heard of it? If you haven't, welcome to the grand majority. It was a reality TV show from the early millennium, a sort of Survivor rip-off that never aired. If you couldn't tell, it's the last part that makes it interesting. I was getting requests left and right for memorabilia related to Deserted and seeing as this is my job, the literal passion that has defined my life, well—what's a girl to do?
I learned enough coding to write a script that scans Craigslist and Facebook for mentions of interesting items so it wasn't a big deal to add a defunct reality show to the list. It was about two weeks before I got a hit, and when I did, I actually got two.
One for a T-shirt the seller claims was one of the 'crew shirts' worn by the actual production—acquired by a brother of a friend or something like that. And the other was for a recent EBay sale that would've kept my lights on for six months alone. I had never heard of Deserted, but now I was in love.
I sent my emails and did my research in the meantime. Hardly anything was available of the show, save for a couple minutes of shaky-cam footage, the host's "I'm middle aged and mostly irrelevant retrospective blog", and the opening credits sequence. I could see now though why it had become what it had. The whole production was dripping with the weird. The teaser promised a show built on a rather savage foundation—8 contestants, but each week, one is voted out into the jungle, deserted, where they must fight for survival and revenge. Combining that with the shaky-cam footage, the whole thing looked like something out of Blair Witch, or shit, even Lord of the Flies. So, it had that whole sort of creepy, found footage, urban legend thing going on. People were into it, they were drafting up whacko ideas with every little detail (which was minute) they had.
I just shrugged at all this, because it was about par for the course for the internet. But I knew what I had to do, what I needed to do—so once I got confirmation, I went to buy a T-shirt.
The guy's house was in a neighborhood that most definitely did not have an HOA, but it wasn't weird or anything. It was run-down, blue collar, but not especially rough. Kids with popsicle dyed lips ran around in the street, grandmothers smoked on their porches while their adult sons in white undershirts cursed from underneath old junkers. The house itself was at the end of a street, right before the residential area gave way to veterinarians, pawn shops, and insurance agencies. It was light blue with cracked paint and grass that hadn't been cut in about a month. Dandelions blew in a sweet summer breeze as I approached the door.
I only had to knock once before the door cracked. "You're here for the shirt. Shit, yeah. Come in."
The door widened and I caught a glimpse of the owner. Fat, bald, with deep set eyes. He was gruff, but not slovenly. An old juggernaut who hadn't taken shit for so long they'd gotten used to it. I followed him into a lived-in home cluttered with movie posters and figurines.
"Never really been into the television shit," he muttered. "Give me a sec, kid. I gotta find this thing. Take a seat."
I took the suggestion and sat on a beige sofa that seemed to want to swallow me whole.
From the other room I heard him say, "You really gonna pay this much for a T-shirt? Jesus Christ, kid."
I didn't have much else to say to that, because I didn't want to tell him what I was going to sell it for.
He came out of the back of the house with a cardboard box. "My brother's shit. Used to work in LA, doing TV stuff. Quit to be a baker over in British Columbia, go figure. But back in the day, he used to send me shit from whatever he was filming. I got an autographed protractor from Ty Pennington somewhere around here, too."
"Just the T-shirt today."
He put the cardboard box in front of me and said, "You can have all of this shit for what you're paying for the shirt. You want it that bad, you deserve it.”
Inside the box, there was a yellow T-shirt, a VHS, and some promotional fliers. All of them claimed, in great big lettering that Deserted would be the next Survivor. I'm guessing this was some part of a press kit that my seller's brother had gotten from some promotional tent circa 2002.
"What's on the tape?"
"Nothing interesting. Little bit of the show, I think. What do they call those?"
"A teaser," I said, without thinking.
"Ah yeah, a teaser."
He shook his head, like he felt bad for doing the transaction at all, and I played my part, counting the money slowly to really let it sink in how much I was letting go for some old memorabilia.
I took my box and tried to hide my excitement. This was going to be big.
In the comfort of my own home, I sat on my stiff couch and looked at my loot. The shirt was a men's large, which was an easy enough size to sell. It was yellow with black print that said DESERTED on one side and CREW on the other. For a brief moment, I considered how easy it'd be to go to a screenprinter and suddenly make my life a lot better for a lot longer. But the plan dissipated as soon as it formed. I feel a certain honor in my profession and the idea of lying puts my stomach in knots. So I considered what I could do with the pamphlets, and began to mentally prepare to hook up the VHS player.
Of course, I had to watch it, you know?
There was no way I wasn't going to watch it.
I got the tape player out of the closet, something I hadn't used since I was verifying the veracity of a "video nasty" release of The Evil Dead. The tape itself was plain, except for a white sticker on its front that said: FOR PROMOTIONAL USE ONLY.
I popped it in and the screen came to life, full of tracking static that represented a nostalgia for a time I could barely remember. Then, came the logo: Deserted, with animated flaming torches flickering behind it and a scattering of palm trees. Below the logo, which was shaped like a seal of sorts, were eight shadowy people, representing the contestants, with one apart from the rest.
At the bottom of the screen was another promotional warning and then the opening credits of the show began to play. It was a title montage like any other, although it looked unfinished. Usually these sorts of things have the contestants on a green screen, turning toward the camera and mugging, here the flashes of each contestant is bleak and handheld, raw footage of them on their island retreat. Names flash across from the screen and for a moment, I was struck by the uncomfortable thought that whatever sliver of time this show captured, may not have existed at all. The thought freaked me out, on an existential level—but such was the unreality here. First names flashed by (Liz, Max, Amy, Teddy, etc., etc.) with images of forgotten people and I wondered if anything that was captured on this tape could be proven to be real. If I looked for the people, would I find them?
I had to shake it off. Because I get like that sometimes. The unreality of the media I consume bothers me, and maybe that's part of the problem, and maybe that's why I veer into it. But even escapism, with its wish-fulfillments, threatens my own sense of being. I swallowed as the music stopped and the screen faded to black.
I felt more comfortable now that the people were talking. They looked at the camera, so it was like they were looking at me. They laughed in between sentences, awkwardly shifted their weight. These natural movements, the ums and ahs, helped to alleviate some of the uncanny valley. But one thing I noticed, the one thing I didn't like, was that of the contestants that were interviewed, they all had large black pupils—as if they'd been loaded up on pills and pushed in front of a camera. They spoke slowly, about banal subjects—the heat, the mosquitoes, the challenges they faced.
It was the host, Edgar Reyes, who got the most facetime with the camera. He was handsome, in a Friends sort of way. Olive skin, dark hair, muscular. He was more eloquent than the contestants, more focused. He delivered his talking points as if his job depended on it.
The entirety of the video wasn't more than twenty minutes, and by the time it ended, I was mostly bored. My unsettling brush with existentialism had passed and I'd pressed eject and instead thought about how much my shirt would sell for.
And then, I got an idea.
The market for Deserted memorabilia is fervent, but small. But, there are ways to raise awareness, to convert new fans. I couldn't help but smile to myself. I felt like Gordon Gecko, or maybe one of half a dozen men in Glengarry Glen Ross who stomp around and call each other cocksuckers. I had a tool for this trade. I dug in my closet yet again, and found a digital converter, and soon enough, I had the entirety of the tape on YouTube. Then, moments later, I had a new account on a conspiracy forum and I was posting my links. I set my script to ping me for results on "Deserted" and related keywords on YouTube and Reddit. When I set the Ebay page, I had dollar signs reflected in my pupils.
The chatter was enormous and I had to turn off notifications less than twelve hours later. The Deserted fanbase had obviously never seen this video. They were taking it apart, dismantling every frame. It wasn't just me, I got a couple hundred threads across multiple websites saying the contestants looked drugged. In that, I felt vindicated.
My selling page had also already gotten some big bids, and in that, I felt even better. There was still a week to go, but I was happy to see that my investment was well placed.
And nothing happened for a couple days. I went on with my life while I waited for the auction to end. I moved on to acquiring new items. I forgot all about Deserted.
And then, one day, I was at the store. I was picking ripening avocados. Then, I was buying milk. Then, I was at the checkout counter. And the entire time, from across the store, I thought I saw a man in a red baseball cap watching me. I shook it off, at the time. Because why shouldn't there be a man in a red baseball cap shopping? But, somewhere in my lizard brain, I didn't believe he was shopping at all. I believed he was watching me.
Well, you already know how I'm wired. I'm a paranoid person. I overthink things. I was able to tuck this away rather quickly. I went on with my errands. But as I was driving, I kept checking the rear view mirror. And no, I didn't see him, not exactly. What I saw was a car behind the truck behind me, just the edges of it, and it stayed there long enough for me to take notice. If I turned, it turned. Eventually, the truck turned off and I pulled into the parking lot of the post office. I kept the keys in the ignition and watched the black car follow me into the parking lot.
As soon as it parked, I was out of the lot and down the street. It was rush hour, horns were blaring as I peeled out into the road. I got on the freeway and kept ten miles ahead of the speed limit for a half hour, driving as far away from my home as I could. That was important to me, the idea that he should not see my home.
Eventually, my mania subsided, and I turned around and headed back into town. I drove carefully. I felt silly, because nothing substantial had happened to make me act like this. I had seen a man and had a car behind me. It wouldn't be absurd to assume another driver would like to go to the post office too. I was angry at myself for that too, because I did promise some customers that their packages would ship. And here I was, completely derailed.
As I drove, I felt my phone vibrate. I waited till I got home, till I was sitting in the driveway to check it. I held my breath, for fear that I was about to see something I'd never unsee (again, yes, I'm crazy).
My video had been taken down. A copyright strike. I breathed a sigh of relief. That wasn't so bad.
And then, I heard the purring of a motor idling on the curb behind me, but by the time I looked up, it was cruising down the street and it was too dark to make out its color.
I got out of my car, holding my breath, telling myself that I was overreacting. I have a history of it, you know? I’m panicky, it’s just my nature. It was just a car, there’s thousands of them.
I stepped like I was worried about landmines, and by the time I got halfway through my lawn I was fairly sure that I was going to be okay. Mostly, anyways.
Until I looked down.
Across my walkway.
I looked at them for a moment, quizzical. I didn’t know what to make of them. Then, I looked back up at my house, trying to see something I couldn’t see in its windows.
And then I started shaking. I ran back to the car, my heart kicking.
I did what I was supposed to do. I called the cops. I did it while I was trying to keep my cool, trying to keep my voice even and calm. I didn’t want to sound scared or weird or crazy. I wanted to sound normal. A normal woman calling the police, ‘just because.’ I stayed put, because I was told to. Because that’s the normal thing to do. And soon enough, a squad car pulled up behind me.
The officer was a young looking guy with short hair and a button nose. In a different circumstance, I’d have thought he looked somewhat adorable. But right then, I was freaked out and alone.
He waved at me. “Everything alright?” he asked.
I cracked my door. “I think someone’s been following me today,” I said, feeling stupid as I said it. “I saw footprints too.” I gestured toward the walkway and I slinked out of my car to follow him. A wave of relief hit me when I realized he saw them too.
“And you were being followed earlier?”
“Maybe,” I said, gaining confidence. “I’ve been seeing a black car a lot.”
He nodded, as if that wasn’t the most absurd thing he’d heard all day.
“You want me to check inside the house?”
“Yes, please. If you don’t mind.”
He nodded again and pulled out his flashlight, he offered to unlock the door for me, if I wanted to hand him my keys, but I already felt stupid. I let him in and he surveyed the living room: nothing but a messy desk. My office: nothing but comics and inventory. My bedroom: a mess of sheets and blankets. And in the bathroom, I was disappointed to see the light shine behind the shower curtain and find no one. Not even an axe murderer.
I held my head in my hands and apologized.
He shrugged. “Better safe than sorry. Call if you see anything else.”
When he left, I plopped onto my couch and reconsidered the events of the day. I tried to reorganize my thoughts, reinterpret what had happened. I pulled a comforter up to my neck and breathed. I was not followed. I just saw several black cars. The footprint was a teenager making a shortcut. You’ve seen kids walk through your yard before. It happens. I repeated these facts to myself as if they were mantras I’d be forced to live by.
Slowly, my home began to feel like my home again.
I sat up, somewhat renewed. Somewhat stable. I looked at the mess on my coffee table, and if I hadn’t planned on sitting down to some work right then and there, I might have missed it. There were other papers, yes, there were always other papers. But, this one was crisp and fresh and it was face down on top of the others. And if I hadn’t felt safe, at least for a moment, I might not have ever seen it.
I reached out, trembling, and turned it toward me.
Here's what it said:
EXT. SUBURBAN HOME. MORNING
NICOLE closes her front door and strides quickly to her car. She moves as if standing still would kill her. She's young (25), brunette, and full of nervous energy. She is carrying packages. She places them in the car.
INT. NICOLE'S CAR
NICOLE looks into the rear view window just a moment too long. She pauses, adjusts herself. It's nothing, she thinks. She pulls out of her driveway and we see her face as she drives down a familiar road. She passes a car. Her eyes betray her.
INT. BLACK CAR
The driver's face can't be seen, but when NICOLE drives past, we hear his engine rev. When she's a safe distance away, the driver turns into the road.
EXT. SUPERMARKET PARKING LOT. DAY
POV: We see NICOLE getting out of her car. She's brushing her fingers through her hair. She's grabbing a DESERTED shopping cart. She looks over to the POV but looks away almost as soon as she does. She doesn't know she's being watched. When she starts to walk toward the doors, the POV moves with her. She's oblivious. The camera lingers and just as she turns—
CUT TO: Time lapse footage. Suburban home. Day to early evening.
EXT. SUBURBAN HOME. EVENING
Close up on NICOLE. Her face is creased, the phone is pressed close to her ear. She looks red and puffy. She's begging for the police to come out. She’s pleading. We hear the operator tell her to calm down, to please be calm, that they’re trying to help but she shakes her head as her lips turn downward and she lets out a helpless cry.
INT. SUBURBAN HOME. EVENING
A man stands in the center of her living room, his hands lovingly caress the artifacts of her life.
When I finished reading, I screamed.
More coming tomorrow. Part 2
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2020.10.12 12:43 bagelsbeeper Cam sec
My v2 Wyze Cam seems to be functioning correctly in terms of motion/person detection etc but when I go to view the event videos in app the clips are only approx 2 secs long. Am I missing something? I was under the impression 12 seconds would be recorded. Any help appreciated.
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2020.10.11 08:43 ianvideo Cam sec
Show Notes Tennis has a new star after Iga Swiatek completed a record-breaking run to her first Grand Slam title at Roland Garros, beating Sofia Kenin in the same dominant fashion she'd seen off the rest of the field. Catherine, David and Matt review the match, salute Swiatek, consider the wider significance of the result, and look ahead to Rafael Nadal vs. Novak Djokovic on Sunday. David also speaks to legendary sports broadcaster Ted Robinson about his time covering tennis during the pandemic.
0.00 - 30.00: Swiatek title review
30.00 - 60.00: Ted Robinson comparing the New York and Paris on-site experience and talking Nadal, Djokovic, Federer
60.00 - end: Nadal vs. Djokovic preview and results round up
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