Saturday, June 30, 2007

Stuff from Friends 06-30-07

FINALLY , someone has come out with a 100% bipartisan political bumper sticker.
The hottest selling bumper sticker comes from New York state . "RUN HILLARY RUN" Democrats put it on the rear bumper. Republicans put it on the front bumper. ~ from Patsy

...and an awfully big HMMMM from my friend Helen...

Scroll down and put things into perspective....

I certainly thought this was enlightening. Beyond our sun ... It's a big universe.

Antares is the 15th brightest star in the sky. It is more than 1000 light years away.

Now TRY to wrap your mind around this ...

This is a Hubble Telescope Ultra Deep Field Infrared View of countless'ENTIRE' Galaxies Billions of Light-Years Away.

Below is a close up of one of the darkest regions of the photo above.

Humbling, isn't it?

Now: How Big Are You?

And how big are the things that upset you today?

Keep life in perspective



At 6:13 PM, Blogger Ann Wesley Hardin said...

Heh, we're those little microscopic weevils on someone else's skin. Whenever I see stuff like this, I think of the Dr. Suess book "Horton Hears a Who". We're Whos in Whoville. But it just takes one mighty voice...

At 11:54 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Oh, I love that...

This stuff amazes me.

At 8:53 AM, Blogger Mechele Armstrong said...

That is cool. Love the pictures

Hey Lyn, I can't find your email address. I remember part of it LOL but not the last. Could you email me at I just have a quick question for you. Sorry to use your blog for this. Though I do enjoy coming to your blog *g*.

At 10:41 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

Done, Mechele! Now I'm curious, of course.


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Snacks, the Sparrow


Chewy, the big dog, is a sweetheart, kind, etc, but he has this habit of trying to catch whatever flies past him - June bug, common house fly, doesn't matter. He caught a baby sparrow yesterday - mid-air, mind you. I scolded him to leave it alone, but of course for a few seconds the poor dog is standing in the yard with a fried look on his face like he's been caught smoking dope. Eyes as big as saucers, live bird in his mouth, face stuffed and feathers poking between his teeth and lips.

I get dogs inside, go back to the bird, and it's just a baby. Looks like Popeye with one eye closed, one open, and a stunned WTF on his little face. I picked him up using a plastic Wal-Mart bag so he could feel the warmth but I wouldn't be touching him. Dubbed him Snacks, since he was almsot a Chewy Snack.

Anyway, bird is covered by a dish towel, in a shoe box, on the bistro table. It's raining like mad, but he's dry beneath the gazebo. #1 Son figured bopping him/killing him would be kinder, but he didn't do this. I said well we can't leave him on the ground for a squirrel or cat or our dogs to find. Can't put him on a roof in case he falls off or gets eaten by a cat.

Gazebo is catching quite a bit of water - I moved Snacks, so he wouldn't be living beneath a waterfall.

So we're seeing if Snacks snaps out of it enough to leave the shoebox on his own. I think he has a broken wing. The Kid thinks he's just still stunned (yesterday, granted, he was traumatized and in shock).

Snacks has a dead bug, some bread, and a small saucer of water - I'm clueless what else to do until we can buy bird feed, but that of course implies that we're keeping him, that he's a pet, or whatever, and...who knows what will happen after today?

So how is your weekend going thus far????

Alas, Snacks decided to go to that great Nabisco in the sky. If a bird can die from being pissed off and in shock, I think that's what did it to him.



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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

What's Cooking Right Now

I've been asked to speak to the local Daughters of the American Revolution regarding this book - am waiting until it comes out in print, which 'should' be around mid-September.

La Bella Luna is dear to my heart - it was a growing up book, one that involved my taking chances I'd yet to take with my writing. I'm not sure just what I'll say to these women, but a neighbor of mine who'd read Leaving Mama talked to her local DAR chapter about me, and they decided for whatever reasons that they'd like me to speak.

Maybe speaking to the DAR will give ole Bella some exposure. *g*

Reviews for Just Desserts keep comin' in:

I loved the secondary characters in this book - they made the story and main characters shine. I do not think I have read a story quite like this before - every dimension of this book is nicely done and flows quite well with one another. ~ Marina with Cupid's Library Reviews

What a hoot! I started laughing during the first chapter and did not stop until I finished the book.

~ Sexual encounters between the two are graphic, erotic and loving. I had to stop occasionally and reread. It was great to read a story where sex included love, but was still erotic. ~ Ms. Cash has a wonderful premise and her plot flows seamlessly, with no bumpy patches. There were misdirections throughout and they added to the story. This is the first Lyn Cash book that I have read-it will not be the last. ~ Marcy Arbitman with The Romance Studio

While Googling to find that last review, I came across this recipe and decided that it sounds delicious, whether it is or not – think I must try this one soon. Coconut & Lime Panna Cotta (I’ve seen pannacotta as one word, too)…anyway, here is the link to one of the recipes I found for this dish.

I feel really ‘out of touch’ in that I’m just now discovering this series. Anyone else watch and enjoy Big Love? This show is so well done that it’s scary! Makes me wish I’d written the premise for it. Oh…My…God!!!!!!! *laughing as I type this* Who’d have thunk it, that a series about polygamy would be such fun and so romantic? Seeing Chloe Sevigny as the middle wife, the uptight one at that…I’m blown away. Here is a partial listing of the cast – each character and actor phenomenal.

Summer Devon, Kris Starr, and I wrote an erotic trilogy about women facing strange, psychic, spooky things like ghosts, invisible heroines, and crystals that promote sexual healing. We were recently told that Shrink Wrap, the series, should be in print eventually - no definite date as yet.

Other than that...

I'm working on a novella or novel, depending upon how far this takes me, for Red Sage - we shall see if the sucker works for them. I'm writing a new m/m for Ellora's Cave that is set in Portugal, called The Mark of Cain, and I just turned a m/m into them set in Washington, DC - not sure when this one is coming out, but it was purchased for the Torrid Tarot series, and it's called Knights & White Satin. (This is novel-length, by the way.) All I know is that it was disturbingly real to my editor, who pretty much said that I jerked him from one end of the emotional spectrum to the other.

I've decided that the recipe schtick that worked for Just Desserts will work for other books, so I'm compiling a list of the recipes I've used for my books, and...let's just say there may be a cookbook in the works for sometime in 2008. Wait until you see the ones I'm incorporating into the Spies series. Oh - yeah. That first book in the series, Spies, Lies, & Duct Tape, should get a pub date any day now. I've done the edits on it - just waiting for a release date. The other books that will hopefully round out the series are The Mark of Cain (a Cash Cole book sandwiched between two by Lyn Cash) followed by Spies, Lies, & Bungee Cord.

That is all for now! You might check the recipes blog in a day or two - I've been baking a lot lately and may share a recipe or two over there. The link is at the top of this blog and to the right.

Have a great rest of the week, everyone!



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Sunday, June 24, 2007

my Father's Day gifts

How a woman tells her child she wants a Father's Day gift. First she writes under an assumed name - that of a man - and then she tells her son (who buys this) that if she's gonna be a gender bender, she expects a Father's Day gift or two.

Son complies, much to his mother's surprise. Since she'd expressed interest in a fire bowl and a gazebo so she could sip coffee or margaritas outside if it was raining...

Since she'd stated she'd like a fire bowl for roasting weiners or marshmallows in the fall...

Son grants her wish and spends an entire afternoon sorting parts and putting them together. Then when his girlfriend gets home from work, she joins the fun, even though she has to stretch a tad to reach the top of the structure to help out with nuts and bolts.

And a good dog always knows his place.

Then once the gazebo is ready for use...

Place potted plants, wind chimes, candles, and incense on the shelves, and enjoy.



At 6:12 PM, Blogger Michele said...

That's a spectacular addition to your outdoor living space.
What a wonderful gift.
Bet you felt the love that day!
So, have you christianed it with a party yet?

At 6:59 PM, Blogger Beth said...

You are one lucky Mom!
(Or "Dad" - or whatever...)

At 7:21 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

THANKS, Michele & Beth (and, yes, Beth - I am the luckiest woman I know). *grin*

We christened the gazebo with a Mexican dinner last night. First the margaritas with tortilla chips, homemade black bean dip (with lime, salt, sugar - quite a bite to it, bit too much salt...must watch that next time), salsa, and sour cream. Followed by pan-cooked beef muchaca (and I'm sure I misspelled that) burritos, tacos, and I think salad. I've slept since then.

Very small party of 3, but just perfect.

Now if I can just drag Merry's butt down here...Jess and I haven't seen the Garage Sale Girls in way too long.

At 10:44 PM, Blogger Merry said...

It'll be a few weeks before I get there...sigh. Home construction is exciting! The house is not going up fast enough, though.

BTW, I have the very same gazebo! I love it! We slept out there one night and we nap in there in the afternoons if its not too hot. I have the screen surround because out here by the lake we get mosquitoes more often.

I will look forward to a homecooked Mexican meal when I finally get up there!


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Leather Daddies

forgot about this one...



At 6:19 PM, Blogger Michele said...

Ookey Dokey..what am I looking at here beside a lot of scary skin? and facial hair?
Guess that day left a lot of memories on your synapsises.
Did you see many families with little kids watching these antics?
I'm curious to know, because I have feelings of severe trepidation in doing so with mine.

At 7:23 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

actually there were families in the parade with little kids carrying signs...and ya just got the feeling that they knew what every word meant. one sign a child of about six carried said that he loved both of his mommies, for instance.


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Gay Pride Parade, Washington, DC, June 9th

Okay, so I'm behind in posting these.

The Miss Whoever Drag Queen folks, I got. Gays in Cages - I'm clueless.

These photos are only so-so - my DC friends were supposed to send me the good ones (these were taken with a 3-pixel camera phone - lol - the others with a good digi camera).
I remember the beach people with their swimsuits and beachballs and other stuff. Didn't get a shot with my camera of the cowboys - male strippers - but hopefully Mike will send those to me.
The Leather Daddies & Mommas - I get those.
There was a kewl float by Work In Progress, construction workers (both male and female) - those shots are on the digi.
Anyway, maybe these will at least give you an inkling of some of what we saw that day.



At 6:16 PM, Blogger Michele said...

Eek! And they want us to take them seriously?
I mean, when I see a circus come to town, I certainly don't think serious intellectual things.
Why do they perpetuate the sterotype?

A parade is one thing, but flaunting deviant dress codes is another.
Even the Mummers have a classy flair and I'd call their dress weird.

At 7:29 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

many of them say that being gay is NOT about the sex, but you couldn't prove it by some of the floats.

it was Mardi Gras - it was...very much a party atmosphere, a celebratory thing that encompassed a zillion and one slice of life moments that make up their lives.

when I look at it from a celebration standpoint, I get it. when I look at it from the Halloween, Mardi Gras, 'look at me, I'm gay' perspective, I think well ya could have done this at home with less hassle.

all that said...

there were politicians who wanted the gay vote who walked the streets or rode in cars, ones who were obviously proud to defend and protect the rights of everyone...

speaking of which, there were the gay police officers, male and female, in full dress, walking solemnly behind a party-goers' float.

it was pretty amazing. what lifted my spirits was that all those who fought for fair work wages, the ability to love who they wanted, whatever it was from women's rights to gay rights to equal pay...the ambiance was there, the spirit of accomplishment, the implied knowledge that freedom comes at a price, and many before us fought the fight. whether we have been deprived of rights or's up to us what to do with what we know.

At 3:54 PM, Blogger Michele said...

That's great, Lyn that you were able to experience the heart of the parade beyond the theatrics.

I may have come across as being a bit straitlaced and narrow. I don't like it when the ones that dress and act over the top draw attention like a black hole and opinions get based on them alone.

It helps those who are looking for excuses to justify their nontolerant stances.

I read the blog of a man who is gay and he is an absolutely wonderful, funny and inspiring person. He doesn't have to do the zany things to get attention. He's just himself and having him explain certain things to me and sharing certain aspects of his life with me has given me a greater appreciate for what they have to struggle against.

I just think that perpetuating a small stereotype harms the majority. It's not fair. They deserve better than they're getting. They ARE people too, in every way.

Thanks for expanding on something that the pictures could never have conveyed.

At 10:57 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

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At 11:02 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

I keep screwing up here - what I'd said, Michele, was that I thought your questions and comments right on target! I agree - if all the straights see are the overt, the frivolous, etc, then that is what colors their perceptions!

I'm leaving this comment - and if it screws up again, oh well - lol. ack - I am so not technically inclined at times. Blame it on ME instead of Blogger. *sheepish grin*


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Thursday, June 21, 2007

co-ed Madonna bathrooms & greasy spoon dining

I had a really kewl dining experience a week or so ago in DC that I thought I'd mention.

18th & U Duplex Diner

2004 18th St NW
Washington, DC 20009

(202) 265-7828

Neighborhood: Adams Morgan

One write-up described the place as thus: Description: "...a perfect place to enjoy a leisurely weekend brunch, complete with buttermilk pancakes, bagels with smoked salmon, shrimp cocktail and mimosas. Upbeat music sets the..."

What we had was a huge bowl of pickles and an order of tater tots as appetizers (a first for me - lol), then our meals - mine was that of the fish & chips. The food was outstanding, but the history and atmosphere were what drew a lot of folks, I suspect.

I'd been staying with a couple of friends of mine who are gay. The boys took me to this place on a Friday night, and a storm broke just as we parked (rock star, curbside service, right in front of the door). After slogging through the rain, we found the place packed, and nobody wanted to get out of their chairs until that storm played out. So the guys socialized, introduced me to friends and wait staff, and I watched one of the big screen televisions. This movie was playing, and I'd not seen it.

Sometime during the meal, about forty minutes later, I was told that the bathrooms are co-ed or bisexual or whatever the hell a bathroom is called when men and women alike use it...just not at the same time. Anyway, I was told to steer to the right in the little hallway and to visit the Madonna, rather than the Asbury Park bathroom. I didn't need to 'go', but I visited the tiny room anyway, just to see what all the fuss was about. I'm sure I confused the hell out of the guy waiting to get in - I left the seat as it was...UP - lol.

The homage to Madonna was evident everywhere I looked, though. Took somebody a long time to decorate that room. I'm sure the diva would be thrilled, but I was a bit nonplussed that Madonna rather than Bruce Springsteen had been plastered all over the walls. Only two bathrooms--one featuring a Jersey seashore and the other a Michigan Catholic singer...Jersey I could see--it's right next door. But Michigan? Just seems like while they were working on NJ, they could have added The Boss. Oh, well.

Back to the atmosphere.

Online sources and textbooks give the colorful history of the Adams-Morgan district, but they leave out a vital piece of information, that the gay population is what keeps the area alive. Sure, there are tons of restaurants and boutiques, and the row houses are charming, but the inhabitants and many of those employed in the neighborhood are the life's blood thrumming through the area’s veins. For some reason it bothers me that we can't say GAY, even QUEER, or whatever without it sounded like we're tainting something. Which brings me back to atmosphere.

I was told that back in the fifties, if memory serves, there was a woman in the Adams-Morgan area who opened up her house to her gay male friends, so that is where they'd hang out, dance, 'be themselves', if you will, and that this establishment at 18th & U was one of the rare places where 'they' could dine amongst like-minded people.

My visit with my friends coincided with the Gay Pride parade and festival, which is why this is on my mind. Writer in me couldn't help but wonder at the price so many others paid decades ago when they had no place to go in safety, without fear.

And for some strange reason, I'd much rather have been where I was a few days ago than to have sat in say Richard Nixon's favorite Chinese restaurant a few blocks away, or sipping tea at Dolly Madison's or Abigail Adams' old haunts. We can read about good food, progress, happiness, and history - but living it, tasting it, watching it unfold is pretty special.

Sam, if you catch this post, hope you have a marvelous time visiting your family - figure you should be either somewhere over the Atlantic or landing about now. Enjoy, kiddo!



At 4:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was in DC for about 24 hours a couple of years ago and I loved it!! I can't wait to get back there.

That leaving the seat up thing?? PRICELESS!!


At 12:29 AM, Anonymous Doug said...

We had co-ed bathrooms in the dorms, and we were expected to use them together. Quite the interesting experience. I never got the hang of using the urinals with women around, but some guys reveled in it.

Long time no see, by the way!

At 9:12 PM, Anonymous Sylvia said...

Exception to Michigan???? ROFLMAO
Miss you and love you much!

At 11:42 AM, Blogger Beth said...

Gay Pride Parade is taking place this weekend in Toronto. A marvellous celebration - has been in existence since 1981.
Still, so much more needs to be done.

At 1:22 PM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

*waves to Trish & Doug*

Doug, you ARE pulling my leg that men and women were expected to use those bathrooms together, right??? - lol

*waves to Beth*

*grins sheepishly regarding Michigan* SOME DAY, I'll get to see your lovely state in person. Miss you, too!!!!!!!!!


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Monday, June 18, 2007

Goodies From Friends

from Pat...

In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the Earth and populated the Earth with broccoli, cauliflower and spinach, green and yellow and red vegetables of all kinds, so Man and Woman would live long and healthy lives.

Then using God's great gifts, Satan created Ben and Jerry's Ice Cream and Krispy Creme Donuts. And Satan said, "You want chocolate with that?" And Man said, "Yes!" and Woman said, "and as long as you're at it, add some sprinkles." And they gained 10 pounds. And Satan smiled.

And God created the healthful yogurt that Woman might keep the figure that Man found so fair. And Satan brought forth white flour from the wheat, and sugar from the cane and combined them. And Woman went from size 6 to size 14.

So God said, "Try my fresh green salad." And Satan presented Thousand-Island Dressing, buttery croutons and garlic toast on the side. And Man and Woman unfastened their belts following the repast.

God then said, "I have sent you heart healthy vegetables and olive oil in which to cook them." And Satan brought forth deep fried fish and chicken-fried steak so big it needed its own platter. And Man gained more weight and his cholesterol went through the roof. God then created a light, fluffy white cake, named it "Angel Food Cake," and said, "It is good." Satan then created chocolate cake and named it "Devil's Food."God then brought forth running shoes so that His children might lose those extra pounds. And Satan gave cable TV with a remote control so Man would not have to toil changing the channels. And Man and Woman laughed and cried before the flickering blue light and gained pounds.

Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in fat and brimming with nutrition. And Satan peeled off the healthful skin and sliced the starchy center into chips and deep-fried them. And Man gained pounds.

God then gave lean beef so that Man might consume fewer calories and still satisfy his appetite. And Satan created McDonald's and its 99-cent double cheeseburger. Then said, "You want fries with that?" And Man replied, "Yes! And super size them!" And Satan said, "It is good." And Man went into cardiac arrest. God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery.

Then Satan created HMOs.

from Sarah:

It's easy to understand UP, meaning toward the sky or at the top of the list, but when we awaken in the morning, why do we wake UP ?

At a meeting, why does a topic come UP? Why do we speak UP and why are the officers UP for election and why is it UP to the secretary to write UP a report?

We call UP our friends. And we use it to brighten UP a room, polish UP the silver, warm UP the leftovers and clean UP the kitchen.

We lock UP the house and some guys fix UP the old car.

At other times the little word has real special meaning. People stir UP trouble, line UP for tickets, work UP an appetite, and think UP excuses. To be dressed is one thing but to be dressed UP is special.

And this UP is confusing: A drain must be opened UP because it is stopped UP . We open UP a store in the morning but we close it UP at night.

We seem to be pretty mixed UP about UP!

To be knowledgeable about the proper uses of UP, look the word UP in the dictionary. In a desk-sized dictionary, it takes UP almost 1/4th of the page and can add UP to about thirty definitions. If you are UP to it, you might try building UP a list of the many ways UP is used. It will take UP a lot of your time, but if you don't give UP, you may wind UP with a hundred or more.

When it threatens to rain, we say it is clouding UP. When the sun comes out we say it is clearing UP. When it rains, it wets the earth and often messes things UP. When it doesn't rain for awhile, things dry UP.

We could go on, but I'll wrap it UP , for now my time is UP, so... Time to shut UP.! Oh... one more thing: What is the first thing you do in the morning & the last thing you do at night? U-P

(deleted a warning Janet sent me - Snopes busted it - this one was on the bottled water thang - here's the link showing it's false:

from Janet *snicker*

The US Navy today announced that it has released a senior Al Qaeda terrorist after questioning him extensively for 27 days while being held prisoner aboard a US aircraft carrier in the Arabian Sea. In a humanitarian gesture, the terrorist was given $50 US and a white 1962 Ford Fairlane automobile upon being released from custody. The attached photo shows the terrorist on his way home just after being released by the Navy.

Go, Navy! - lol



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Friday, June 15, 2007

Storms & Sex

Storm over Reagan Int'l Airport, DC, June 13th

These were taken before the storms (multilple) hit.

By the time the sky was too black for me to photograph with my little cell phone camera, the airport had shut down completely. Passengers stranded, every possible electrical outlet plugged by passengers who wanted to phone home but couldn't due to lack of charge on the batteries.

And before I left for the aiport, I had a mocha frappacinno at Starbucks while waiting for my friend Mike to get off work in the building below, just steps away from where I sat. It was interesting to see all the umbrella-covered stalls downtown that sold everything from pop to bottled water, pretzels, chips, and nuts.
We don't have these in the Midwest - lol.
We also don't have the street people, those sleeping outside businesses, with all their possessions in plastic bags wrapped around their arms to keep others from stealing from them. I didn't know whether to be pissed off (because there are those who work the streets like pros then go home and change into their dressier clothes to go out with their friends or families - I watched it happen myself - same guys who had been bums were in Polo shirts and slacks hours later)...or...
I felt scandalized. Then someone who worked on Capitol Hill told me that many of the street people have mental problems (duh) - seriously paranoid ones, or they're hero worshipers and think of the government as some kind of collective that will fix all their woes. Sorry, there's where I have a problem, but then my hero worship doesn't extend to George.

When I got home, it was 1 am, and I should have arrived the previous day at 10:30 am - lol. Bit of a wait. I wound up staying at my friends' home for five hours, then Ollie's restaurant, Barnes & Noble bookstore, and Starbucks for another four hours. Add to all of that another seven hours at the airport, and...voila.
My pilot and his crew were fantastic, though - even though the customer service at the airport sucked arse.
I'm home, though - will add more to the blog later. Thanks for hanging in there with me.
Oh - the sex? I sold another book to Ellora's Cave. More on that later as well. *grin*



At 11:43 AM, Anonymous Rinda said...

Congrats on the SALE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Oh, I, uh, tagged you. (g)


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Friday, June 08, 2007

Lyn went on vacation and sent pictures

but, man, I can't get these pictures to work right. Not only that, I'm supposed to interpret the damn things. Okay. Here are a couple of her hosts.

here is one of their bathtubs.

here is the image that floated into her hosts. heads when Lyn asked if she could invite "a few of my friends over for a party"

another of their bath tubs.

a D.C. resident on his way to work.

and the blog and photos keep crashing, so I just give up. I'm going back to my own blog to sulk. grr.



At 9:15 AM, Blogger Lyn Cash said...

you suck - er, rock - am having a great time - sorry these are from a camera phone, but you CAN enlarge them - lol.

fresh cut roses in my room, jacuzzi bathtub, gourmet coffee, two bratty but wonderful dogs, an ornery cat, and two hunks, with lots of food, a 60 inch Sony tv, and a houseful of antiuques, flowers everywhere - eat your hearts out. *grin*

At 10:41 AM, Blogger Sam said...

Oh my!!! Sounds perfectly lovely. And your description is fine, really. I mean a picture is worth a thousand words and all that, but if blogger is acting up, we'll just have to read instead of look.


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