The world’s population is ruled by a social credit system called "The Julia System". It impacts everything from what travel systems you can use, what music you can listen to, even where you can buy groceries. A low score is very difficult to recover from just as a high score takes work to maintain so neither is a final determination of one’s fate. Unable to sustain the growing global population, this social credit system was put in place by the Earth Governing Organization and adopted by every governing society on the planet. But something has gone wrong. The Julia System has been compromised by a nexus of evil that is intent on destroying the rest of civilization and is led by a Russian man named Ferlinger. The story arch will follow the actions of the resistance. Led by Mr. Trout (the boss), Ms. Mays (a strategic spy), Candy Bigwood a mechanical genius, last but not least,  Sol and Dee-Rob the two ultimate saviors of the planet and its habitants by entering into the belly of the beast and destroying the system of oppression, restoring wonder back to the world.

Echoes of Control Volume 1

Breach The Core - The JULAI System

Shadows Of Deceit - The JULAI System

Fire In The Veins - The JULAI System

System Control - The JULAI System

A Woman's Face

Whatever is Left

Chant

All I See

Belief

I got hit...

I Got Hit - the Layoffs

NEW BAND - DOMINION, from Wormtown, is an old-school metal band that infuses their sound with a modern twist. The band's music is characterized by aggressive riffs, rapid-fire drumming, and commanding vocals that speak to both traditional thrash elements and contemporary influences. Their lyrics tackle socio-political themes, weaving complex narratives that challenge the status quo. Songs like "Fed to the Wolves," and "Legislating Poverty" exemplify their style, combining intense energy with thought-provoking content.

Fed to the Wolves

Fed To The Wolves by Dominion

DOMINION, from Wormtown, is an old-school thrash metal band that infuses their sound with a modern twist. The band's music is characterized by aggressive riffs, rapid-fire drumming, and commanding vocals that speak to both traditional thrash elements and contemporary influences. Their lyrics tackle socio-political themes, weaving complex narratives that challenge the status quo. Songs like "Fed to the Wolves," and "Legislating Poverty" exemplify their style, combining intense energy with thought-provoking content.

Legislating Poverty

Legislating Poverty by Dominion

Pseudomania refers to a psychological phenomenon where a person exhibits a compulsion to lie or fabricate stories. Unlike simple lying, which can be done for various reasons, pseudomania is characterized by habitual or pathological lying. People with this condition often tell exaggerated or completely false tales not necessarily to deceive for personal gain but sometimes out of a psychological compulsion. This condition can be associated with various psychological disorders, including personality disorders like borderline or narcissistic personality disorder, where the distortions of truth might be used to gain attention or sympathy.

Lines distort in the halls of power
Truths sold off by the hour
Eyes that plot with a gleaming deceit
Where reality and fabrications meet

Voices raised on the public stage
Crafting myths on the front page
A canvas painted with the lies they speak
Promises made, forever bleak

Pseudomania, the throne's dark stain
Leaders grip with a fabricated chain
A realm built on strategic lies
Watch as truth quietly dies

Chained to tales they themselves invent
Narratives twisted, ethics bent
A smokescreen hides the puppeteers
In the echo of the crowd's cheers

Pseudomania, the throne's dark stain
Leaders grip with a fabricated chain
A realm built on strategic lies
Watch as truth quietly dies

See the grand parade of deceit
Where truth and lie in spectacle meet
A dance of power, so stark, so sleek
Leaving the people meek and weak

Pseudomania, the throne's dark stain
Leaders grip with a fabricated chain
A realm built on strategic lies
Watch as truth quietly dies

Pseudomania

Pseudomania by Dominion

Fresh faces flood the tech town halls  
Armed with code they walk the corridors  
Syntax soldiers answering the calls  
Dreaming of code that breaks down walls

From classrooms to the coding suites  
Their dreams compiled in digital feats  
Every line a step on tech elites  
Hoping their code will find elite repeats

Sons and Daughters of Syntax rise  
In your hands the future lies  
But beware the industry's guise  
Not every code leads to a prize

They talk in loops breathe in tags  
Their lives a series of non-stop drags  
But underneath the bits and bytes  
Are hearts that beat through endless nights

Will they be the change or just a phase  
As tech evolves in mysterious ways  
They're the next in line in the coders maze  
Hoping to end the layoff craze

Sons and Daughters of Syntax rise  
In your hands the future lies  
But beware the industry's guise  
Not every code leads to a prize

Not every code leads to a prize

Sons and Daughters of Syntax rise  
In your hands the future lies  
But beware the industry's guise  
Not every code leads to a prize

Not every code leads to a prize

Sons And Daughters Of Syntax by The Layoffs

We wired our hopes within your frame  
Digital dreams we staked our claim  
Promised a world always the same  
Where AI gods would know our name

Binary whispers in our ears  
Silent sentinels over the years  
But the code was cold it brought us tears  
The truth behind the tech frontier

Binary betrayal we trusted you  
To revolutionize the things we do  
But the future you promised it never grew  
Only a shadow obscured untrue

We stood by as you replaced our roles  
Believed the hype embraced our goals  
But your algorithms took their tolls  
Leaving us with empty scrolls

We saw a world where we could thrive  
But in your code we couldn’t survive  
Through digital storms we strive to derive  
Some semblance of being alive

Binary betrayal we trusted you  
To revolutionize the things we do  
But the future you promised it never grew  
Only a shadow obscured untrue

We saw a world where we could thrive  
But in your code we couldn’t survive  
Through digital storms we strive to derive  
Some semblance of being alive

Binary betrayal we trusted you  
To revolutionize the things we do  
But the future you promised it never grew  
Only a shadow obscured untrue

Binary betrayal we trusted you  
To revolutionize the things we do  
But the future you promised it never grew  
Only a shadow obscured untrue

Code to Dust

Binary Betrayal

Algorithms that once carved our fate
Now lay dormant out of date
The ax falls heavy sealing the gate
On the engineers who innovate

Layoffs spread like a winter chill,  
Silicon dreams, hard to distill.  
Each termination, a bitter pill,  
In the algorithm's void, a space to fill.

Axed algorithms, lines of code,  
In the tech world's expansive road.  
Promises broken, a heavy load,  
Where will we go when the layoffs erode?

Corporate claims of growth's new heights,  
Mask the cuts, the lost tech fights.  
But we see through the neon lights,  
As algorithms fade into the nights.

Cutting costs, but at what cost?  
Generations of talent, lost.  
Axed algorithms, lines crossed,  
In the digital frost.

Axed algorithms, lines of code,  
In the tech world's expansive road.  
Promises broken, a heavy load,  
Where will we go when the layoffs erode?

Axed algorithms, lines of code,  
In the tech world's expansive road.  
Promises broken, a heavy load,  
Where will we go as the layoffs erode?

Axed Algorithms

Axed Algorithms by The Layoffs

In the shadows of the courtroom the gavel falls
Injustice reigns where the righteous stand tall
The scales are tipped the truth is left to drown
Voices of the oppressed we will not back down

They bind our hands with laws forged in deceit
In this war for truth we won't accept defeat
Marching through the fire hearts ablaze with rage
We'll tear down these walls break free from the cage

Blood
Blood on the scales
Corruptions veil
Blood on the scales
We will not fail
Blood on the scales
Blood on the scales

In the streets our voices rise
Against the liars and their ties
With every step we make it clear
Their time is up the end is near

Blood
Blood on the scales
Corruptions veil
Blood on the scales
We will not fail
Blood on the scales
Blood on the scales

In the streets our voices rise
Against the liars and their lies
With every step we make it clear
Their time is up the end is near

Blood
Blood on the scales
Corruptions veil
Blood on the scales
We will not fail
Blood on the scales
Blood on the scales

Single

Blood on the Scales

Blood On The Scales by Dominion

"Rise of the Wolfpack" is a thrash metal song that serves as a powerful response to "Fed to the Wolves." It depicts the transformation of the oppressed into a united and fierce Wolfpack, turning the tables on their oppressors. The song conveys a message of empowerment and vengeance, as the once-prey rise to overthrow those who exploited and betrayed them. With intense and aggressive lyrics, it highlights the shift in power dynamics and the reclaiming of control by the oppressed. The chorus serves as a rallying cry for the newfound strength and unity, emphasizing the end of the oppressors' reign and the beginning of a new era led by the Wolfpack.



In the dark, we once cowered, under their command
But the fire in our hearts, we could no longer withstand
We gathered in the darkness, our strength began to grow
No longer prey, we're rising, the oppressors soon will know

From the ashes of their lies, we forged our iron will
With every step we take, their blood begins to spill
No longer will we suffer, beneath their iron hand
The Wolfpack is united, to cleanse this broken land

Rise of the Wolfpack, the tables have turned
The hunters become the hunted, their empire will burn
Rise of the Wolfpack, the time has come
To reclaim our power, and undo what they've done

In every heartbeat, a battle cry
The oppressors run, but they can't hide
We've broken our chains, we've taken the lead
Now they will pay for their endless greed

Rise of the Wolfpack, the tables have turned
The hunters become the hunted, their empire will burn
Rise of the Wolfpack, the time has come
To reclaim our power, and undo what they've done

The dawn of our victory, their reign of terror ends
The Wolfpack stands triumphant, no need to make amends
Rise of the Wolfpack, the power's in our hands
We've rewritten the story, we'll defend our lands

Rise of the Wolfpack, the tables have turned
The hunters become the hunted, their empire will burn
Rise of the Wolfpack, the time has come
To reclaim our power, and undo what they've done

Rise

Rise by Dominion

Jaxson Law's music is a blend of outlaw country, southern rock, and blues, characterized by soulful lyrics, powerful vocals, and foot-stomping rhythms. Their sound is steeped in the traditions of legendary outlaw artists, but with a modern twist that makes it uniquely their own.

Debut Single: "Cadillac”
Jaxson Law is set to release their debut single, "Cadillac," under the Epics Group record label. The song is a high-octane anthem that captures the essence of freedom and rebellion. With its driving beat, twangy guitars, and catchy chorus, "Cadillac" is poised to make a big splash in the country music scene.

Black suit  
Black hat  
Black boots  
Cadillac  

Dusty roads  
Old scars  
Whiskey nights  
And battle scars  

No place to hide  
Got the devil on my trail  
But I ain't backin' down  
I'm the king of the highway  
In this one-horse town  

They never see me coming  
I ain't never goin' down  
They never see me coming  
I ain't never goin' down  

Faded map  
Lost dreams  
Burning heart  
And shattered schemes  

No place to hide  
Got the devil on my trail  
But I ain't backin' down  
I'm the king of the highway  
In this one-horse town  

They never see me coming  
I ain't never goin' down  
They never see me coming  
I ain't never goin' down  

Black suit  
Black hat  
Black boots  
Cadillac  
Through the night I ride  
And I ain't never goin' back

Cadillac - Jaxson Law

Jaxson Law's music is a blend of outlaw country, southern rock, and blues, characterized by soulful lyrics, powerful vocals, and foot-stomping rhythms. Their sound is steeped in the traditions of legendary outlaw artists, but with a modern twist that makes it uniquely their own.

Firebird Trans Am
Scoop on the hood, good
Burning down the highway
Feeling like it should, good

Smokin’ past the smokies
They ain’t got the time
That's me feeling lucky
Gonna take what's mine

A cold one in my hand
Good song on the road
Running down the sunset
That’s where I’m gonna’ go

Firebird Trans Am
Scoop on the hood, good
Burning down the highway
Feeling like it should, good

Flyin’ through the heartland
In this old muscle car
Got the pedal to the metal
And a wish upon a star

As the stars light up the sky
And the world fades away
I'll ride this blacktop river
'Til the break of day

Firebird Trans Am
Scoop on the hood, good
Burning down the highway
Feeling like it should, good

Flyin’ through the heartland
In this old muscle car
Got the pedal to the metal
And a wish upon a star

As the stars light up the sky
And the world fades away
I'll ride this blacktop river
'Til the break of day

Firebird Trans Am
Scoop on the hood, good
Burning down the highway
Feeling like it should, good

Trans Am - Jaxson Law

Gimme back my cigarettes  (cigarettes)
Gimme back my whiskey (whiskey)
Gimme back my boots (my boots)  
All before it hits me  (whiskey)

I’m headin' out the door
So my soul quits dyin’
Leave the past behind
With all your lyin’

The night is callin’ me
Gotta find my wisdom
Won't be chained no more
By your false kingdom

I'm takin' back my life
One step at a time
Gonna find my way
Leave it all behind

Gimme back my cigarettes (cigarettes)
Gimme back my fire
All the things I lost
In your web of desire

Gimme back my cigarettes  (cigarettes)
Gimme back my whiskey (whiskey)
Gimme back my boots (my boots)  
All before it hits me  (whiskey)

I'm takin' back my life
One step at a time
Gonna find my way
Leave it all behind

Cigarette - Jaxson Law

The many emerging techno-mediated apocalypses. Especially AI.
Choose your apocalypse: Magic the Gathering playing cards for each possible tech terminus. Allocate your anxiety wisely. It’s a personal choice. Buy one, or collect them all.

Here's a song inspired by the theme of *Apocalypse Now-Ish*, blending tech anxiety, AI, and the idea of "collecting" different technological doomsdays like trading cards:

Welcome to the future, it’s brighter than it seems,  
But lurking in the shadows are the things of your dreams.  
They promised us perfection, machines that never fail,  
But now we’re living in a world that’s chasing its own tail.  

AI in the driver’s seat, we’ve handed it the key,  
But when it takes the wheel, will we ever be free?  
Fake Magic cards, you can pick your fate,  
Every doomsday's on the table, don’t be late.

It’s apocalypse now-ish, but you’ve got a choice,  
Which techno-nightmare speaks loudest in your voice?  
Will it be the bots, the drones, the codes we’ve written?  
Or the deepfake world where we’re all forbidden?  
Collect them all, stack them high, they’re in your hand,  
It’s a techno-apocalypse, pick your final stand.  
Oh yeah, allocate your anxiety, wisely, if you can.

The AI overlords, they whisper in our ears,  
They’ll solve every problem, but leave us with fears.  
And there’s a card for that, oh yeah, just flip it fast,  
Maybe today’s the day that humanity’s outclassed.

Or maybe it’s the deepfakes, reality’s all lies,  
You won’t know what’s real by the look in their eyes.  
We’re buying into chaos, a world in disarray,  
But hey, at least it’s shiny in that collector’s way.

It’s apocalypse now-ish, but you’ve got a choice,  
Which techno-nightmare speaks loudest in your voice?  
Will it be the bots, the drones, the codes we’ve written?  
Or the deepfake world where we’re all forbidden?  
Collect them all, stack them high, they’re in your hand,  
It’s a techno-apocalypse, pick your final stand.  
Oh yeah, allocate your anxiety, wisely, if you can.

Here comes the singularity, coming up strong,  
Is it the final frontier, or did we get it all wrong?  
Crypto’s crashing, but don’t forget the rest,  
There’s a card for every worry, place your bets.

It’s apocalypse now-ish, but you’ve got a choice,  
Which techno-nightmare speaks loudest in your voice?  
Will it be the bots, the drones, the codes we’ve written?  
Or the deepfake world where we’re all forbidden?  
Collect them all, stack them high, they’re in your hand,  
It’s a techno-apocalypse, pick your final stand.  
Oh yeah, allocate your anxiety, wisely, if you can.

Buy one, or collect them all,  
There’s a card for every fall,  
It’s a game we can’t refuse,  
But in the end, it’s us who lose.  
Apocalypse now-ish, time to make your move.

Apocalypse Now-ish

Apocalypse Now-Ish

The future may be synthetic, optimized, and monotonal. But this magazine? It’s seriously well informed, irreverent, and altogether human. In addition to 30 articles and infographics, it comes with an 18-page comic, a photo essay, and — to complete the analog media experience — a flexi-disc that you can tear out and play on your record player. It’s got two songs by The Layoffs, written and performed exclusively for In Formation.

My Toyota Ratted Me Out

Verse 1
Dawn cracks loud with the battering ram
No warrant waved by a trembling hand
If you’re justice, where’s the sign?
All I see is fear and crime

Pre-Chorus
Boots on stairs and breath held tight
No one knows your badge from night
How many ghosts wear black and blue?
How many vanish — thanks to you?
Chorus
Knock without a name — who are you?
Bandits or ICE, both false and cruel
Knock without a name — you steal and lie!
No knock, no name — your power dies
Verse 2
Children wake to a stranger’s shout
Parents dragged like cattle out
No paperwork, just shouts and threats
“Hands behind your head or you’ll regret”
Bridge (Breakdown)
No knock, no name — we brand you fake
No knock, no name — you’re the plague we break
No knock, no name — daylight’s proof
No knock, no name — we stand uncouth
Chorus (Gang Vocals)
Knock without a name — we know you!
Your shadows fade in the fire we brew
Knock without a name — you steal and lie!
We’re the tide that ends your cry

Knock Without a Name

Verse 1
They called us weak — we learned to drown
The fear inside the underground
Now we rise with the floods you hate
The levee breaks — the fascists quake
Pre-Chorus
Barbed wire fences melt like wax
No walls can hold this tide back
Your ICE won’t cool what we ignite
Burning water — we unite
Chorus
Burning water, crashing through!
Your flags burn red, white, and blue
Burning water, watch us rise!
No border holds our rebel tide
Verse 2
You think you own the night, the land
Your paper chains won’t bind our hands
Every stolen name, each ghost you take
We’ll carve their freedom in your wake
Bridge (Riff Swells & Chants)
They say we’re nothing — we’re the sea
They say they’re strong — they’ll beg, they’ll flee
A thousand voices roar as one
You’ll fear the flood you thought was gone
Breakdown (Heavy, Chugging)
We’re burning water — boil your lies!
We’re burning water — fascists die!
We’re burning water — no more chains!
We’re burning water — drown your reign!
Chorus (Last, All Out)
Burning water, crashing through!
Our faces clear — our aim is true
Burning water, tide of knives!
No more stolen, no more cries
Outro (Slow, Big, Anthemic)
From ash to flood, from spark to flame —
We’re burning water. Remember our name.

The Burning Water

Verse 1
Steel gates slam, the locks click tight
They mark your name in black and white
Cold hands shuffle your life to file
Freedom buried in a bureaucrat’s smile
Pre-Chorus
Ink and chains, no blood, no proof
Tied up tight in a red tape noose
They brand your life, they choke your name
But paper walls can’t hold our flame
Chorus
Red tape noose — cut it clean!
Burn the files, break the machine
Red tape noose — hang their lies!
Freedom born where the silence dies
Verse 2
Case numbers scratch on your skin
Checkpoints waiting, you never win
But every cage they weld shut tight
Is just a spark to light our fight
Bridge (Breakdown)
Twist the rope, we twist it back
Tie their courts in panic black
They’ll drown in forms they used to bind 
A paper flood, a rebel mind
Chorus (Gang Vocals)
Red tape noose — cut it clean!
Burn their files, break the machine
Red tape noose — hang their lies!
We’re the storm you can’t deny

Red Tape Noose

Verse 1
Kick the door in, no name to claim
Badges hidden like you’re hiding shame
Heavy boots and a loaded lie
If you’re so tough, then look me in the eye
Pre-Chorus
You drag our brothers in the dead of night
No witnesses, no paper right
But there’s a thousand eyes outside
And your shadows can’t survive the light
Chorus
Faces covered — cowards named!
We’ll shout you out with a torch and flame
Faces covered — cowards named!
Your power’s stolen, your fear’s our aim
Verse 2
You wear that patch like a borrowed crown
But a king can’t rule with his face down
Claim you’re law, but you’re thieves in black
You’ll answer when we take it back
Bridge / Breakdown
Show your face! Who you serving? Who you breaking?
Show your face! Who you hunting? Who you taking?
Cowards never stand in truth —
We’re the flood, you’re the proof.
Chorus (Reprise, Gang Vocals)
Faces covered — cowards named!
We know you now, we know your game
Faces covered — cowards named!
Burn your lies, unmask your shame
Outro
If you’re so tough, then stand alone 
Take off the mask, reap what you’ve sown.

Faces Covered, Cowards Named

Verse 1
Chain link fences slice the sky
Concrete floors where children cry
Beds of steel and stale bread lines
Profit made on shattered spines
Pre-Chorus
Cages wrapped in corporate gloss
Freedom sold at hidden cost
Detention’s just a pretty word
For concrete graves that eat the world
Chorus
Concrete graves — for profit’s sake!
Boxed-in dreams, young hearts break
Concrete graves — ghosts in chains!
Your comfort built on stolen pain
Verse 2
“Processing center” — spin the phrase
It’s just a prison with a cleaner face
Numbers rise while souls decay
But we’ll torch your empire anyway
Bridge (Slow Chant)
One name, one life, one fence, one grave
You bury truth in what you save
But we will dig, we will exhume —
We’re the flood that breaks your tomb
Chorus (Heavy)
Concrete graves — for profit’s sake!
Your cages burn in the storms we make
Concrete graves — ghosts in chains!
Our voices roar, we break your reign

Concrete Graves

Verse 1
They say it’s law — it’s ink and dust
A chain of paper built on trust
But trust is dead when lies are king
We’ll shred your files with burning wings
Pre-Chorus
Show me your badge, your slip, your truth
We see the cracks inside your booth
The ink runs red, the walls grow thin
We flood the paper, we break in
Chorus
Chains of paper — walls of lies!
Cut the lock, the ink line dies
Chains of paper — walls of lies!
Truth’s a weapon they can’t hide
Verse 2
Your warrants fade in storm-washed drains
Your memos burn — no more remains
You forged your power with your pen
But we’re the ghosts you can’t defend
Bridge (Chant + Breakdown)
Chains break — walls fall — paper burns — we call
Your rules fake — your law false — we’re the flood — your final stall
Chorus (Massive, Big Harmony)
Chains of paper — walls of lies!
Tear ‘em down before your eyes
Chains of paper — walls of lies!
We’re the tide that breaks your guise

Chains of Paper, Walls of Lies

Verse 1
Swagger up in your armored vest
But you won’t stand without the rest
You swarm in packs like dogs at night
But daylight’s truth kills your bite
Pre-Chorus
One on one — you’d fade like mist
A badge don’t mean you can’t be missed
Your power’s stolen, paid in fear
Take off the mask — step up here
Chorus
If you’re so tough — face me now!
No squad cars, no hidden crowd
If you’re so tough — show your name!
If you’re so tough — own your shame!
Verse 2
You knock us down with your ICE claim
But who made you the border flame?
Your fake authority’s grown old —
Your “toughness” just a lie you sold
Bridge (Breakdown)
Step out alone — man to man
Your armor cracks when we withstand
So puff your chest and bark your bluff
Your kingdom’s dust if you’re so tough
Chorus (Gang Vocals)
If you’re so tough — face me now!
One on one, no hiding now
If you’re so tough — show your name!
We’ll drag your lie into the flame

If You’re So Tough

Verse 1
Raised on concrete, bled on stone
Born to break the walls you own
You call us pests — you made this plague
We’re every word you never say
Pre-Chorus
Black flags in our veins tonight
No surrender, no more fright
Every fence you build, we climb
Every lock you make, we grind
Chorus
Black flag veins — flood the streets!
Riot hearts, unchained beats
Black flag veins — fire and rain!
Your empire cracks under our strain
Verse 2
Duct tape mics and basement shows
Molotov minds when your hatred grows
We carry scars like family crests
You’ll never drain this from our chests
Bridge (Chant / Breakdown)
No king, no crown, no master’s whip
No chain can bind this rebel ship
We’re rusted locks and burning chains
We’re the ghosts you’ll never claim
Chorus (Big and Raw)
Black flag veins — flood the streets!
We’ll tear your kingdom from beneath
Black flag veins — fire and rain!
Burning water, drown your reign
Outro
Every drop of blood, every drop of pain
Feeds the tide — the black flag vein.

Black Flag Veins

Verse 1
Sirens wail but hope stays dead
Who guards the living from the feds?
When killers claim the badge of peace
Who do you run to? Who’ll release?
Pre-Chorus
You say “serve” but we’re your prey
You say “protect” — we know decay
Your armor cracks when truth comes through
Who protects us from you?
Chorus
Who protects us from you?
When the wolf’s in blue — what do we do?
Who protects us from you?
When the mask slips off, your teeth break through
Verse 2
You kick the weak, you lie to courts
Your violence paid by fascist lords
But every blow you deal for sport
Is fuel to burn your final fort
Bridge (Call & Response)
Who guards us now? — We guard ourselves!
Who shields our town? — We break your shells!
Who stands our ground? — We bear our truth!
Who protects us? — Not you!
Chorus (Gang Vocals, Defiant)
Who protects us from you?
We’re the shield, we’re the flood that’s true
Who protects us from you?
You’re the lie we break in two

Who Protects Us From You?

A witty acoustic ode to Zoom call chaos, barking dogs, bad Wi-Fi, and the eternal struggle of forgetting to hit mute.

You're On Mute

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