The local sharkscape

Leopard shark -- Photo by Neal Matthews

 

There’s talk that never before have so many leopard sharks congregated off the La Jolla Beach and Tennis Club. That would be strange if true.  (And it probably isn’t, according to local marine biologists.) This species (Triakis semifasciata) is known for showing up en masse when the water is warmest — typically July through September. But the temperatures right now are bouncing around in the low 60s, a full ten degrees lower than they were running last year at this time. 

Still I can report it wasn’t hard to find the local leopards when I stepped into the surf with two friends earlier this week.  We’d left our towels and car keys on the sand just north of the club, then walked to the south end and entered the water there. Snorkeling out beyond the breakers, we saw nothing for a while and feared we might be out of luck.  Instead we were just out too far. When we moved landward, the ghostly shapes began emerging. Leopard sharks are bottom feeders (and have the harmless mouthgear adapted for that), so most of the ones we spotted cruised close to the white sandy bottom. They’re also shy. But a few times a sharkish shape emerged from the fog closer to my eye level, and each time that happened, my rational brain went offline, replaced by a tiny atavistic frisson of nerves. 

We could only see for about 10 feet in any direction, and the biggest cluster that ever surrounded me consisted of no more than 6 or 8 animals — nothing like the concentration captured by the chopper-borne NBC 7/39 photographer a few weeks ago. Still, I felt awed and grateful for my close, if less crowded, encounter with these alien beings who have their own, if mysterious, reasons for heading to the beach in La Jolla in the summertime.

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Biking the Bay

Why would people NOT want to bicycle all the way around San Diego Bay? Here’s my guess.    

  • Because they don’t like biking anywhere.
  • Because they don’t realize how awesome the sights are.
  • Because they think it would be too hard.
  • Because they don’t know the route.

Although I can understand the first excuse, until this morning, the fourth was mine. From the ferry landing, I had ridden down the Silver Strand several years ago. But then I’d turned back because the dedicated bike path stopped in the middle of the South Bay, and the thought of threading my way back to downtown San Diego through the surface streets of eastern Imperial Beach, Chula Vista, and National City felt too daunting.    

That trip through Coronado and the Strand did make it clear to me how splendid the (western) bayside scenery is, and I’d heard last year about the completion of the bike trail in that section of the South Bay’s eastern quadrant where I had previously been stymied. I still had a few doubts about whether I was fit enough to ride for 26 miles and enjoy it. (I don’t bike routinely.)    

The first riders started off just after 7 .m.

We got two of the five lanes, crossing the bridge.

But when I heard about this year’s “Bike the Bay” event, I couldn’t resist. This morning I was one of the 2700 riders who pedalled south from Embarcadero Marina Park South starting just after 7 a.m. A little more than two and a quarter hours later, I was back with a solid answer to to the fitness question: it felt easy. No part of me was sore! Even the toughest part — climbing the incline to the highest part of the Coronado Bridge — seemed a breeze, fueled as I was by adrenaline and aided by my bike’s highest gears.    

Sponsored by the San Diego County Bicycle Coalition (which works to improve biking facilities throughout the county), the ride was not competitive. It felt congenial; never scary. On the bridge, we got two of the five lanes, and the staging of the rider departures made the crowd thin enough that my pre-race nightmare of getting jostled over the side never came anywhere close to materializing.    

The rest of the ride offered a salad of surfaces and ways of interacting with other traffic.  The SANDAG website says that about 13 miles of the so-called “Bayshore Bikeway” are dedicated bike paths. After this morning, I can testify that some of those are magnificent.  One stretch north of E Street in Chula Vista adjoins the freeway but feels protected from it and offers terrific views of the Highway 54 on-ramps and the Sweetwater River (spanned by a wonderful bridge named after longtme biking enthusiast Gordy Shields). On the recently completed path along the bay’s southern shore, you feel you’re gliding over the wetlands. I gawked with delight at the Western Salt Works’ otherworldly evaporational ponds.    

The worst ride came just north of the entrance to Naval Station San Diego. Pocked and buckling, the roadway there also is crossed by rail track that caught the wheel of at least one rider this morning (and brought her crashing down). But that stretch passes NASSCO (San Diego biggest ship builder), and the views (there and elsewhere along the working waterfront) make up for their unloveliness by being so interesting.   

This is a ride worth doing more than once,  I concluded.  If one can do without the bridge-crossing part of the program, it’s accessible at any time.  The next time I attempt it, I’ll probably reverse my trip of this morning:  park at the Embarcardero downtown,  bicycle due south, and return north up the Strand and through Coronado to the ferry landing.  Bikes are welcome (for free) on the ferries that depart from there back to the Embarcadero hourly on the half hour. Cost to the rider is $3.75.  Detailed directions to the route are worth printing out.

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Old School

  

No, Dorothy, we're nowhere near Kansas. We're just west of El Cajon Boulevard and 30th Street.

Here’s what I learned by having breakfast yesterday at Rudford’s (the 24-hour diner that has served “famous home-style cooking” at 2900 El Cajon Boulevard since 1949) :  

  • That I had never been there before!  This shocked me. Rudford’s seems such a landmark. The Googie sign alone should have won it a place in Dirk Sutro’s guide to San Diego architecture.
  • That the waitresses know how to make you feel they know you – even if you’ve never been there before. When I walked in and headed for my friends’ table, one waitress called out from behind the bar, “Are you ready for some coffee?” Was she talking to me? Yep.
  • That at least one waitress (“Jo”) has worked there for almost 30 years.
  • That for dinner you can still get “fried eastern oysters” with tartar sauce , along with soup or salad, potatoes, vegetables, a hot roll, and a choice of pudding, ice cream, sherbet, or jello for $10.25.
  • That you can get no alcohol of any sort.
  • That the $4.79 “twin double” special (2 eggs, 2 bacon, 2 pancakes) is a good choice for breakfast.
  • That the ham in the ham and eggs ($8.25) makes grown men (my two buddies) exclaim with pleasure.
  • That the owners of Hob Nob Hill bought Rudford’s some years ago and remodeled it to make the Archetypal Diner elements even more prominent.

Now I have thoughts of organizing a Time Travel dinner excursion: first, martinis at the Red Fox (just down the street), followed by grilled liver with onions at Rudford’s. And… jello for dessert?

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Algae City

I love the idea of growing algae that could be converted into biofuel, and I love even more the vision of San Diego becoming the next energy capital of the Western world. Yeah, I know it’s a long shot. But a couple of recent news reports make me think there’s continuing reason for hope.

The Voice of San Diego, which seems to share my enthusiasm, yesterday reported several encouraging tidbits. Among them:

  • The San Diego Association of Governments is now figuring there are 30 local companies investigating algal biofuels. These employ 410 workers and generate $56.2 million in economic activities, SANDAG estimates.
  • Exxon Mobile has earmarked $300 million for algae research being done in La Jolla by Synthetic Genomics (founded by human genome sequencer J. Craig Venter). A new greenhouse research facility just opened there last month.
  • BP announced last month it would pay $98.3 million for San Diego’s Verenium Corporation, while “keeping a partnership with the local company.”

The VOSD article also pointed me to a recent New York Times report, which, among other things, mentions that San Diego’s 3-year-old Sapphire Energy has raised $100 from investors including Bill Gates and is also receiving $100 million in federal financing for a demonstration project containing 300 acres of open ponds in the New Mexico desert.

Perhaps most encouraging (if true) to me was a statement by the VOSD writer, Jennifer McEntee, that “a gallon of algae-derived fuel today would cost about $10.”  When I last wrote about this topic in Travels in San Diego in May of 2009, the going rate for algal-derived biofuel was being estimated at $30 a gallon.

At that rate of progress, a clean, homegrown alternative to fossil fuel should be available for Christmas of 2011, right?  Or at least a girl can dream…

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Idols Come to San Diego

 

I don’t normally cover the San Diego music scene; I’m ill-equipped to do so. But last night was an exception. Along with assorted family members and friends, I headed for the Viejas Arena on the campus of San Diego State university. The attraction was the 2010 American Idol tour, for which San Diego was the 30-somethingth stop. Headlining the show was my charming and talented nephew, Lee DeWyze.  

A great time was had by all in my immediate vicinity. Because I lack objectivity, I won’t try to fake a professional review. Instead, here’s a brief photo sketch of what we saw:  

Arriving early, we were impressed by the sight of the buses and trucks that transport all the performers and their gear.

Although many seats were empty at first, the audience compressed as the show progressed, and the energy built.

After the 10th through the 2nd finalists performed, Lee's name was announced. The audience erupted with cheers.

Lee performed 5 songs: A Beautiful Day, Rocket Man, Hallelujah, Treat Her Like a Lady, and Use Somebody.

Then all the other finalists joined him for a rousing finale.

After some confusion, we found our way to where Lee had texted me to go. We received sticky "backstage" badges (as you see my son Michael wearing) and were told to wait.

After a while, we were cleared to enter some doors that took us not backstage, but to a big conference room. The Idols were all assembled there, ready to meet and greet maybe 50 lucky individuals wearing the sticky badges. Despite being tired from the rigors of the road, Lee looked good and seemed as funny and down-to-earth as always.

He's gracious about posing for photos -- as he did here with me.

Tonight they’re performing in Anaheim. Then there are only 11 more concerts until the tour ends August 31st.  Lee will then be able to devote all his time to working on his album, due to be released at the end of October. If his tour for that brings him back to San Diego, look for me to be in the audience again. 

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San Diego Union-Tribune Sabotages LA Times Home Delivery

The new look of the LA Times -- around my house

Usually I write about San Diego County amusements in this blog, and it just occurred to me that I’ve long put my home subscription to the Los Angeles Times in that category. The pleasure of opening my front door before dawn and finding great investigative reports, great entertainment-industry gossip, great food and health writing, all printed out and lying on my front lawn, has been intense (even if the LAT rarely if ever writes about San Diego County leisure diversions). Now, sadly, that particular pleasure has ended, at least for me.

I initially explained why in a letter I wrote on July 30 and sent to four of the LAT’s top executives.  I told them I was writing to thank you for making it easier for me to cancel my subscription to the Los Angeles Times, and then continued as follows: 

I don’t remember when I first began subscribing, but I’m sure it was more than 30 years ago. I have loved the paper passionately ever since. I long considered the LA Times to be among the very best newspapers in the world.

Because I’ve been a journalist all my life, I have understood why both the content and physical size of the paper have shrunk in recent years. The Internet has challenged all traditional journals and journalists.  Even as the LA Times has become a shadow of its former self, I’ve still loved much about it, from the wonderful scoops like the recent reporting on the City of Bell, to the entertainment coverage, to the food section, and more. I’ve told myself I should cancel and get my news from the growing number of sources online.  But I’ve been emotionally unable to do so.

The recent change in delivery services to the San Diego area has finally made it possible for me to make the break.  After not receiving my paper on 4 days out of the past week, it has finally begun arriving around 7:30 (much later than I am accustomed to).  Responses to my inquiries have been non-existent to lackadaisical.  As I’ve looked at my account, I’ve also realized I’m now being billed more than $400 a year, whereas home-delivery subscriptions are being advertised (online) for only about $155 a year.

The pricing issue is merely irritating.  (In reward for my longtime loyalty, I’m being gouged.) The late and missing papers are intolerable, however.  I have informed the subscription department to cancel my subscription and refund me the unfilled portion.

If you are not the person responsible for driving me away, please forward this letter to whoever is.  I hope he has saved the Times a little money.  I want him to know that this move was also the dromedarial straw on my long-suffering and loyal back.  But I also will be saving quite a bit with my cancellation, and for that, I want to thank him.  

This week, I received the following response from Russ Newton, the Times’ senior vice president of Operations and Home Delivery.  Your letter dated July 30 was entertaining and well written, he began. I thought you would enjoy having some facts.

We are not trying to get you to cancel your subscription.

You are not being gouged. Physically transporting a newspaper from our plant to your home 114 miles away is an expensive proposition. Indeed, even with the full rate you and other subscribers pay in San Diego, we still lose money on each and every paper we deliver and gain little, if any benefit from advertisers because San Diego is not our core market.

The recent change in delivery service was not of our choosing. The vendor (San Diego Union Tribune) that was delivering the Los Angeles Times to you every day on our behalf had notified us that they now required LAT to deliver papers to them at 11pm the day before. We go to press at 11:40 pm and then need to drive 120 miles to the Union Tribune so they can deliver our papers. That clearly wouldn’t work. So, we invested a large sum of money to start up our own home delivery network in San Diego so our customers in that area could continue to receive the paper. When you start up a new delivery network, there is a negative impact to customer service. In this case, I don’t know what else we could have done. SDUT forced our hand, we had to start a network and do our best to improve delivery as fast as we can. In your case, we failed.

So, I am responsible for the change that caused us to have delivery issues. I hope you now understand that the goal was not to drive you away…

If you ever change your mind about subscribing, please let me know and I will take care of it for you.

I’ve just mailed this reply to Mr. Newton:

Thank you for your letter of August 5. It was courteous and well written.

In answer to your implicit question about “what else you could have done” to make the change in delivery service here easier, I can testify that had you earlier shared some of the facts outlined in your letter, I would have had more patience with the transition (and an even worse opinion of the folks now running the Union-Trib). I might not have canceled my LAT subscription.

At the same time, knowing as I now do that the LAT was losing money on me even though I was paying the highest delivery rate disturbs me. If my readership also offers “little if any benefit” to your advertisers, why should the LAT serve San Diego home-delivery subscribers at all? Out of altruism? Tradition? The blind hope that somehow, some day a new business model will emerge?

That makes no sense. It confirms my decision to cancel my subscription: after all those years of great journalism, should I not do whatever I can, however small, to help the LAT reduce its current losses?

Reading the LAT on my i-Pad leaves much to be desired. If you guys ever figure out a way of making that easier, I would certainly consider paying something for that.

Good luck.

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Taylor-Made Tour

Our tour guide, Martin Cenoz

San Diego may be having the coolest, grayest summer in memory, but that hasn’t slowed my influx of houseguests. I’ve only gotten one pair of these visitors to take the Taylor Guitar factory tour, but as far as I’m concerned, that’s a shame. I’ve taken it three or four times, and I still find it entertaining.

Some of the most endearing things about the tour:

1) I love the fact that great guitars are being built in San Diego (and have been for 35 years). And they’re being built in quantity – some 72,000 of them last year, according to our guide the other day. Among guitars costing $1000 or more, Taylor now claims to sell more than any other company.

Exotic woods

2) I love peeking into the “Fort Knox” of Taylor, where the company has stockpiled $2 million in beautiful woods from around the world. Macassar ebony, maple, walnut, African mahogany, rosewood, koa, myrtlewood, Sitka spruce, and more. (Sadly, our guide told us there’s only an 8-year supply of Sitka spruce left in the world.)

Side-bending machine

3) I love seeing all the ingenious ways in which founder Bob Taylor has managed to mechanize the guitar-building process. Computerized saws cut out the pieces, machines hold the glued sections in place, others bend the sides, robots buff the instrument bodies and spray the finishes. Nonetheless the factory employs around 300 people.

For all the machines, many tasks still require the human touch

 

  

4) I  love the fact that the 75-minute tours are free. They’re given almost every weekday (except for holidays) at 1 p.m., and you don’t have to make a reservation. You just show up at 1980 Gillespie Way in El Cajon.  Here are directions.

A few years ago, the company added a small but sleek retail space offering Taylor-themed clothing, picks, and other gear. There’s also a nice recap of the company’s colorful history. With amusements such as this, who needs surfing weather?

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Cosmopolitan Cocktails

Cosmopolitan Saloon

We stopped in at the Cosmopolitan Hotel this past weekend and noted that the saloon is now open for business, with an intriguing assortment of allegedly historic cocktails.  You can get a Ricky (made with pressed lime juice, sugar water, and soda water), a Fizz (lemon, sugar, and soda water), a Daiquiri (pressed lime juice and sugar water), a Sour (egg white, sugar, pressed lemon), and other concoctions. For each, you choose the alcoholic component (Corralejo Plato tequila, Pikesville rye whiskey, Oxley English dry gin, Tito’s handmade Texas vodka, Matusalem Plating rum, or Woodford Reserve Kentucky bourbon). These cost $10 or $11.  Flights of mezcal, tequila, Jack Daniels, and Heaven Hill whiskeys are $16. 

I’m not sure when some of the other items on the menu were invented, but among those that caught my eye were Lady Seeley’s Violette Fizz (made with Oxley gin, St. Germain creme d’Yvette, lemon juice, sugar, and soda water), the Sazarac Cocktail (Sazarac rye whiskey, absinthe, and Peychaud’s bitters), and the Rum Raymos (Bacardi 8, Dr. McGillicuddy’s vanilla liquor, egg white, cream, pressed lemon, soda water, and orange flower water.) All these are dispensed at an imposing walnut and pine 1870s-era wooden bar imported from Silver City, Idaho that perfectly suits the hotel’s restored glory (apparently the original disappeared long ago). 

I didn’t get to taste a drop; we were on the run to dinner at Cafe Coyote and an airport pickup. But I did tour the building several weeks earlier with a San Diego Professional Tour Guide Association group, just days before the grand opening celebrations. Most fun

Wooden tub in one of the hotel rooms

was the opportunity to poke our noses into the 10 boutique hotel rooms, now restored with antique furniture, mirrors, and other accessories, along with reproductions of wallpaper and window coverings from the mid-19th Century.

 I found myself lusting to stay in one that commands a view of the plaza (as several do). If there’s any better way to travel 150 years back in time, I’m not sure what that would be. And what a colorful time it was.

Actually, the second story (which housed the hotel) wasn’t built till 1869 by Albert Seeley, the local stagecoach operator (who wanted a place for his customers to stay). The original building first took shape as the home of Juan Bandini, a civic leader and rancher who at one time was married to the daughters of two of San Diego’s most important Spanish Californio families. I love the stories about some of the parties that played out on the patio. Bandini often hired musicians, and couples danced the Mexican national dance (el jarabe), among others, for days. 

The old...

...and the new

I’m not sure how much dancing the new place will see. But certainly more than a few toasts will be raised.

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Happy Heathens

Photo by Shane Finneran

Proof that the coolest costumes in town were not only being worn at Comic Con last weekend can be found on the OB Rag blog, where Shane Finneran has posted about the 9th annual gathering of Ocean Beach’s Miscellaneous Heathens.  It took place Sunday afternoon and evening, starting out at Dusty Rhodes Park and climaxing with a parade to the beach where the revelers danced around a giant bonfire.

The tradition started, Finneran explains, “when a group of 30 or 40 friends partied at their Brighton Street apartment complex and then marched through Ocean Beach streets, dancing along the way.” Although last year police “took issue with the group’s path down city streets and broke up the party on the beach,” no confrontations developed this year, although the event reported drew “close to 200″ revelers.

Although I wasn’t there, I feel like I was, thanks to the excellent video posted on the site. Makes me want to try the real thing next year.

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The Eureka Zone

Newly discovered lepidolite specimen

If ever there was a time to drive up to Chief Mountain in the Pala District, shell out $60, and spend a couple of hours washing rocks under the blazing sun, this is it. The mountain, which lies just down the road from Mt. Palomar, is home to the Oceanview Mine, described by its owners as the last remaining professional gem mining operation in San Diego County. After years of blasting through worthless rock, the miners recently hit a string of pockets from which they’ve been extracting heart-stopping crystals. Some of that gem material will be made into faceted rings and necklaces and earrings to be sold in stores such as Tiffany’s. But some glittering pieces, overlooked by the miners, are being discovered every Thursday, Saturday, and Sunday by the customers who have paid to comb through the mine tailings.

I visited the mine the other day at the urging of Hallie Shere, who works in the marketing department at the San Diego Natural History Museum. I’d publicly expressed some disappointment that the museum’s new “All That Glitters” exhibit doesn’t pay more attention to San Diego’s amazing gem and mineral deposits and mining history. But Hallie reassured me the museum hopes to do more along those lines soon, and she also recommended that I talk to Jeff Swanger. 

Jeff Swanger

Swanger bought the Oceanview Mine in 2000. Now 51, he grew up in Escondido and often hiked in the backcountry. In the course of those rambles, he more than once stumbled upon abandoned gem mines and turned up enticing crystals. This sparked in him a passion for mining that was further enflamed as he learned about San Diego’s amazing gemological history. 

No other region in North America has yielded the number and quality of the gems and minerals that have come from the Pala and Mesa Verde districts in the mountain chain arcing through north-central San Diego County. Specimens from there have traveled to the finest mineralogical collections in the world, winding up in museums such as the Smithsonian, the British Museum of Natural History, the American Natural History Museum (in New York City), and others. The discovery of pink tourmaline in the late 1800s kicked off the first great boom. The dowager empress of China, Cixi Taihou, was wild about it, and she and her sycophantic court bought everything unearthed by the San Diego County miners and had it converted into snuff bottles, buttons, pins, and other trinkets. Other mines in the region yielded lilac-colored spodumene, along with garnet, morganite, and topaz. 

The overthrow of the imperial Chinese aristocracy in 1911 by Sun Yat-Sen abruptly ended San Diego’s first gem-mining boom, and world wars and the Great Depression kept most people’s minds off jewelry for a long time. But in the 1950s, many more spectacular finds were made of tourmaline, along with various forms of beryl, kunzite, garnet, blue topaz, smoky quartz, aquamarine, and other crystals. San Diego once again became known as America’s gem basket. 

Although skyrocketing mining costs and burgeoning government regulations were choking off mining by the 1980s, Swanger managed to get some practical mining experience by working part-time at the famously productive Stewart Mine in the Pala District. Owning his own mine became a dream that turned real with his purchase of the Oceanview Mine (first staked in 1903). 

Swanger told me he and a small crew of mining partners began around 2002 to bore into the mountain. San Diego’s gem miners don’t dig vertical shafts; their tunnels snake horizontally into the rock. Some three-quarters of a mile of such tunnels now penetrate the property. The miners walk into them, scrutinizing the walls for the veins of pegmatite – the coarse-grained igneous material that harbors the gems. 

Years at a stretch went by without their finding anything valuable, Swanger says. That’s why he had to add the public gem-screening operation, often salting the pile with crystals so that some customers would walk away with something. Swanger says before the recession hit, “We were sold out for every single day we were open. You couldn’t get in for six weeks.” 

The irony now is that even though fewer members of the public are showing up for the gem-screening opportunities, Swanger and his fellow miners have had a series of eureka moments over the last three years, so the opportunities to find treasure in the tailings have suddenly exploded. “Hundreds of specimens, from good to very fine” were recovered from one pocket uncovered in the fall of 2007, according to an article published in Rocks & Minerals magazine. Last winter Swanger’s group discovered more, including “half a dozen pieces that were just absolute knock-outs,” Mark Mauthner told me. 

Mauthner wrote the article about the Oceanview Mine in Rocks & Minerals.  A geologist and gemologist, he now works with Swanger’s group as a volunteer and consultant. Since last winter’s find, more pockets have yielded spectacular kunzite and tourmaline deposits. The most recently discovered one bore bi-colored tourmalines that in Mauthner’s judgment are “absolute gem quality…top-notch.”

Public screeners

For the public screeners of the Oceanview muck pile, “There’s an embarrassment of riches,” says Mauthner. “For instance the purple mica, lepidolite? A year ago, you would have been lucky to find a few pieces a day. Now they’re finding it by the bucketful, and they’re throwing it away.” One customer pulled out a kunzite nodule worth an estimated $1000. Swanger shrugged when I asked him how he felt about letting such treasure slip out of his hands. He says it’s not cost-effective for him and his partners to screen the tailings as closely as the public can, and “The more they find, the more they come.”

The muck pile

As to the big crystals being found by him and his crew, Swanger predicts some of them will wind up in museums; others may remain in the miners’ private collections. He says no matter what, they’ll continue mining. “Even if we found a $10 million pocket, we’ll be back lookin’ for the next one the next week.  It’s not about the money.”

Visitors to the Natural History Museum’s current All That Glitters exhibit can get a coupon for $5 off a visit to the Oceanview Mine, and mine visitors will get a $3 coupon to see the museum exhibition.

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