November 4th, 2013

Blawg Review 325.7 (RIP: Ed.)

The late, anonymous Editor of Blawg Review, kinda, sorta photographed by me in 2009.

If you didn’t know Ed., please bear with me. He made me a better blogger, and a better lawyer. He died of esophageal cancer last week, as announced by his son on Twitter.

Newcomers might not remember Blawg Review, the weekly round-up of law blog posts that he started in 2005 that rotated around and around from blog to blog. The Blawg Review website that he managed and edited held down the anchor with all of the links. The roster of those who hosted Blawg Review looks like a Who’s Who of the legal blogosphere. I was honored that he asked me to host three out of the 324 prior editions before it came to an end last year.

As I noted back in 2009 — a lifetime ago in pixellated years:

Without Ed., there would be no Blawg Review. And if someone else were doing the organizing, you just know it wouldn’t be nearly as good.

Ed. wished to remain anonymous, even as he traveled the country and met with scads of bloggers. To my knowledge, not a single one of us knew his real name. As Scott Greenfield noted, he was always just Ed., the editor of Blawg Review. I had the pleasure of meeting him several times as he passed through New York.

Ed. didn’t want to be known by name. He didn’t want it to be about him. It was about the Blawg Review project. He was the living, breathing embodiment of how to conduct yourself online under cover of anonymity — the exact same way you would if you were face to face.

According to his son:

There was nothing my father enjoyed more than debating the philosophies, merits, and impacts of laws around the world – sharing opinions and celebrating the discourse you helped create here at Blawg Review.

So why did he make me a better blogger and lawyer? It all goes back to The Mummers Veil that he wrote on January 1, 2007. This wasn’t just any old round-up of posts that constituted a Blawg Review that he wrote, but rather, a delightful flight of fancy as he imagined himself traveling the world visiting law bloggers. This was the literary device he used:

Ed. as he appeared to the world in his Twitter profile.

In this Blawg Review #89, your dutiful editor appears as the lone mummer, visiting the sites of legal webloggers far and near in the blogosphere between Boxing Day and New Year’s Day 2007.

Now literary devices and lawyering don’t usually go hand in hand — lawyers are boring and write dryly and stuff their pages with case citations and numbers that correspond to book volumes. Some lawyers seem hell bent on putting judges and law clerks to sleep.

But look what was possible in the blawgosphere! There was Ed., not just enjoying the writing that he found at the end, but enjoying the journey to find it. The possibilities of communication were without limit — even for us boring lawyers — and by organizing this weekly round-up of legal writing that he orchestrated, I could explore not just what others were saying, but how they were saying it.

And with that I engaged in my own flights of fancy when he asked me to host Blawg Review, wrestling with how to enjoy the journey through the blawgosphere while at the same time presenting its stories. It inspired me to run the 2007 NYC Marathon with law bloggers in tow, fantasizing that they were running the streets of New York with me while discussing what was going on in their sector of the legal woods. It was marathon length and it was great fun, and the journey was inspired by Ed.’s mummer traveling about.

The same was true when I went trick or treating in 2008 with the Bogeyman in tow. This time we tricked and treated at the homes of law bloggers, each telling us their particular stories. Again, it was Ed. and his turn as a mummer whispering to me at the keyboard while I typed.

The third and final flight of fancy that I engaged in had Arlo Guthrie and numerous law bloggers visit me for turkey and a Thanksgiving dinner that couldn’t be beat. Ed. was with me all the way.

I received a few accolades for those pieces, but in truth, it was Ed.’s traveling mummer that was the inspiration.

So how did he make me a better blogger and lawyer? By reminding me that it’s all about telling stories and journeys from place to place. Every article we write or client we have has a story in the background. It is not the facts and figures that capture the imagination and compel people to listen — though they are critical to proving a point — it’s the stories.

You can tell them from the start, tell them from the end, or tell it from the middle, just figure out a way to tell it. That is true whether you are blogging or lawyering. As Mark Twain once wrote:

“Narrative is a difficult art; narrative should flow as flows the brook down through the hills and the leafy woodlands, its course changed by every bowlder it comes across and by every grass-clad gravelly spur that projects into its path; its surface broken, but its course not stayed by rocks and gravel on the bottom in the shoal places; a brook that never goes straight for a minute, but goes, and goes briskly, sometimes ungrammatically, and sometimes fetching a horseshoe three-quarters of a mile around, and at the end of the circuit flowing within a yard of the path it traversed an hour before; but always going, and always following at least one law, always loyal to that law, the law of narrative, which has no law. Nothing to do but make the trip; the how of it is not important, so that the trip is made.”

Photo via Robert Ambrogi

How many others did Ed. influence? Hard to say, but as you read the obituaries online from last week and today — starting with an intro at the Blawg Review site by Colin Samuels — you can see that the answer is many.

But not just any many, for those that he influenced may have, in turn influenced others. Because they are bloggers and they have readers. And it works like a giant chain — just as the bees influence the flowers, and the flowers influence the lovers and the lovers have babies and pretty soon we’re all talking in high squeaky voices and saying, coochie, coochie, coo. Because of the bees.

I think Ed. would have liked that; it was like a little story.

My condolences to his family. I don’t know how much they knew or appreciated how he influenced others, but from where I sit at my keyboard here in New York, it was plenty. He left a legacy despite being anonymous. That’s one hell of an achievement.

Some of you are regular readers and started today at this blog, and you may wonder about the title, Blawg Review 325.7. That .7 exists because this is part of a big web ring, and you are currently in the middle.

Some of you arrived here from Popehat (Blawg Review 325.6), a blog based in San Diego. In honor of Ed., please fly back to the west coast and visit with George Wallace in Pasadena, CA, (Blawg Review 325.8) for his thoughts on Ed.s’ passing.

And then, dear reader, please complete the circle visiting other bloggers, as Ed. did with his mummer.

And we can all wonder if our own obituaries will be half as fine.

April 1st, 2012

Blawg Review is Back! (With some incredible, but true, stories)

One of the little known facts about April Fool’s Day is that actual news can be discussed. And so, without further ado:

Blawg Review (which I have hosted three times, see the right sidebar) is now back. It picks up where it left off, most appropriately with an April Fool’s prequel at George Wallace’s A Fool in the Forest. It’s theme is that of I’ve Got a Little List, from Gilbert & Sullivan’s The Mikado. Wallace’s blog is an art form in itself. It also reveals to the world some suitably absurd stories that are difficult to believe, but nevertheless true.

1. You know that Supreme Court argument on health care this past week? It seems the Republican party has used an audio clip from the Obama side in a commercial. But first, they distorted it. Tom Goldstein gives the details of the manipulation at SCOTUSblog and writes:

It is as if the RNC decided to take an incredibly serious and successful argument that has the chance to produce a pathbreaking legal victory for a conservative interpretation of the Constitution, drag it through the mud, and vomit on it.

More to the point, and why it is important on a blog such as mine that doesn’t deal directly with the healtcare law, but does deal (as all lawyers must) with the Supreme Court as an institution:

…the Justices now have before them a perfect illustration of the gross distortion that can instantly be made of recordings of their proceedings. What is to stop the same misleading stunt being pulled with the Justices’ own oral argument questions and comments? Nothing at all. The Court made a special exception in releasing the oral argument tape for the health care arguments so promptly, and it probably will hesitate before doing so again. If there were any chance that the Justices would permit cameras in the Court, I do not see happening now.

2. Last year a Montana woman was hit for $2.5M in damages in a defamation suit. The defendant, Crystal Cox, claimed she was an investigative journalist and covered under the state’s Shield Law. A decision this week indicates that she appeared more as an extorionist. According to the judge in the case:

…the uncontroverted evidence at trial was that after receiving a demand to stop posting what plaintiffs believed to be false and defamatory material on several websites, including allegations that [plaintiff] had committed tax fraud, defendant offered “PR,” “search engine management,” and online reputation repair services to Obsidian Finance, for a price of $2,500 per month. Ex. 33. The suggestion was that defendant offered to repair the very damage she caused for a small but tasteful monthly fee. This feature, along with the absence of other media features, led me to conclude that defendant was not media. (see.pp. 13-14)

That story of first trashing a good reputation and then offering to repair it for a fee is now being well-covered in the legal blogosphere, and each of these posts from the April Fool’s Blawg Review seems well worth reading. And it is being covered not just because of what the judge did, but because, in the truth-is-stranger-than-fiction department of April 1st, Crystal Cox is now rocketing around the blogosphere because she has now … well, you’re going to have to read for yourself to see what she has done to Marc Randazza, his wife, and their three-year-old daughter:

3. Finally, because I can’t leave you with two miserable stories such as the ones above, there is this from Jonathan Turley:

Pinch Me: First Truck Spills Millions of Coins All Over Highway, Second Truck Covers The Money In Candy . . . Men Wait Anxiously For Moosehead Beer Truck

So head over to the April Fool’s Blawg Review for more stories that are, most definitely, true. And if you have any kids in the household who are Harry Potter fans, there is a bonus clip of Daniel Radcliffe that they will enjoy.

January 11th, 2010

Blawg Review of the Year Nominations

I hate doing this. But the anonymous Editor of Blawg Review, pictured at right, is asking those of us that have done reviews in the past to nominate the top reviews of the past year. I’ve now done three of them — based on the NYC Marathon (2007), Thanksgiving with Arlo Guthrie (2008), and The Bogeyman at Halloween (this year) — but asking someone to pick favorites from the past year is like asking you to pick 5 people to come to a party when you have 25 on your list. Yuck.

Anyway, this is what I think makes for a good review, and the way I make my selections:

1. Does the BR make me want to click on a link? If there is a long description of the linked post I don’t have to click. But a tease makes me want to click, along the lines of Above the Law’s Non-Sequiturs and Overlawyered‘s roundups.

The more times a BR sends me away to another blog, the higher marks it gets. Sending you away from its website is what made Google famous.

2. Does the review have a story? Stories make for fun and easy reading. I make opening statements that way as it helps the jury to keep pace with what is going on, and that is also why I like seeing reviews around a story.

3. Does the post have a long intro? I hate intros. Like jurors at a trial’s opening, I will never be more attentive than when the first words spill forth. Don’t lose me at hello.

4. Does the post have a legal theme? If it does, it gets generally negative marks from me, because it forces the writer to jam otherwise interesting posts into artificial categories. The themes I used were all non-legal; they were social gatherings where the conversation flows this way and that and can therefore accommodate any topic without odd segues and contortions.

Without further ado, the best of the year from my wholly subjective viewpoint:

Blawg Review #198 at the East Central Illinois Criminal Law and DUI Weblog, based on the seven deadly sins. The writing made me want to click on link after link;

Blawg Review #220 at Overlawyered. Did I say I liked stories? Stupid rule. No splashy theme, and little distraction. Walter Olson and Ted Frank (who subsequently became my lawyer) just wrote in a style that made you want to click on links;

Blawg Review #223, where Scott Greenfield‘s sphincter was firmly in control. Since he hates doing these reviews, and was pinched to do it on a day’s notice, it came out as a delightfully curmudgeonly rant. It’s tough to beat a well-written rant;

Blawg Review #233 at Popehat revolving around Joshua Norton I, Emperor of the United States of America and Protector of Mexico. Did I say I hate long intros? Stupid rule. They had me at Welcome. Great story and I found myself not only clicking links, but wasting time on Wikipedia afterwards;

Honorable mentions to:

Blawg Review #203, with drunken debauchery by Geeklawyer. If they were giving out prizes for style he would win it hands down;

Blawg Review #204, with Elie Mystel slaughtering sacred cows at Above the Law would have made the cut. But they just won one of those ABA Blawg 100 popularity contests, and one win is enough;

Blawg Review #205A, George Wallace‘s April Fool’s Day appendix at A Fool in the Forest, because you know, I have a thing for April Fool’s Day;

Blawg Review #209 by John Hochfelder at his New York Injury Cases Blog. If there was a law blogger Rookie of the Year award, it would go here. Wait, I’m a law blogger and I can make up an award just like anyone else. Here John, it’s yours. (Sorry, no badge.) His review was dedicated to his father, a marine, and the posts followed his life.

Blawg Review #238 by Joel “A Jew With A Gun” Rosenberg at WindyPundit. He celebrated International Tolerance Day. And any review that opens with Tom Lehrer‘s National Brotherhood Week is bound to be a winner. Or at least get honorable mention.

Blawg Review #241 was hosted by Colin Samuels on Pearl Harbor Day at Infamy and Praise. Saumels wins this award every damn year, so there is no way I’m going to vote for him. You just gotta spread the wealth around a bit.

OK, there you have it. I posted my utterly and completely subjective favorites based on rules I made up and then ignored, and now everyone that wasn’t mentioned hates me. Thanks, Ed.

November 4th, 2009

Halloween Blawg Review Gets Reviewed

I’m grateful to the many people who offered up their flattering comments and links regarding this week’s Halloween themed Blawg Review, starring The Bogeyman. Some came in the comments area, some came in by Twitter and some on blogs:

If you missed @turkewitz’s Halloween themed Blawg Review–go read it now. It is beyond clever (Rita Handrich @ The Jury Expert)

a super edition of Halloween Blawg Review (Kevin Underhill @ Lowering The Bar)

Eric Turkewitz never fails. But here he ‘frightens’ (Susan Cartier Liebel @ SoloPracticeUniversity)

As always with the Turk, its top shelf (Kevin O’Keefe at Real Lawyers Have Blogs)

Eric Turkewitz does a bang-up job on a spooky Blawg Review #236 over at his New York Personal Injury Law Blog. Enjoy. (Ken @ Popehat)

@turkewitz & a scary Blawg Review #236 — murder, mayhem & protecting his kids (Doug Keene @ KeeneTrial)

Expectations were high; he exceeded them (Anne Reed @ Deliberations) Retweeted by: Erik Magraken; Scott Greenfield; Christopher Hill; CharonQC;

Eric Turkewitz writes a ‘mean’ Blawg Review … and I mean that in the Cowboy Western ‘mean an ornery’ sense … manages to cover a wide range of blogs in a highly readable way … [more @ CharonQC]

Eric Turkewitz’ Halloween-themed Blawg Review #236, hosted at his New York Personal Injury Law Blog, was a real treat … Turkewitz is a perennial contender for Blawg Review of the Year honors. If this one doesn’t put him at the top of voters’ lists this year, there must be some trick. (Colin Samuels @ Infamy and Praise, who has won all four of the Blawg Review of the Year awards, so yes, there must be some trick)

As well as other links provided by: Above the Law; Point of Law; Blawg Review; montserratlj; Ron Coleman

If others come in, I’ll tack them on.

November 2nd, 2009

Blawg Review #236 (The Bogeyman Cometh)

(For centuries a wanderer has traveled about during Halloween week to see what lawyers are discussing on their blogs, and presented it in Blawg Review.)

The Bogeyman was pissed. And when The Bogeyman gets pissed, it’s probably wise to listen.

“Law bloggers are trying to steal my thunder,” he hissed, “It used to be that I had dibs on scaring the bejesus out of people. Now only 40% believe that my coterie of demons inhabits this earth. And I blame the lawyers. What are you guys trying to do to me?”

So as I stepped from my home to trick-or-treat with Little Man and Sweet Pea, he said “I’m coming along to show you what I mean.” Oh, great.

We stopped at the house of Canadian law professor Sharon Sutherland who told us, while she tossed twizzlers into my kids’ bags and blasted Thriller into the street, that there were more than 200 mentions of zombies in case law over the last 50 years, with most occurring in the last decade.

“See what I mean?” said The Bogeyman, “I’m supposed to control all the zombies. I mean, I can still invade a few brains to alert the world to real Zombies, and rattle a few people on the street, but too many lawyers are grabbing my turf.”

“I mean, really, Zombie law firms! Isn’t society overusing my minions?

He was on a roll while my kids were chattering happily, looking to score some Nerds. Maybe Scott Greenfield could get the kids sugar-zonked, while transporting me somewhere pleasant away from zombies. But Greenfield was spooked. He saw a prosecutor, once imbued with power, who was fired and then blogged about it. And now he’d vanished into the ethers, leaving behind his unpleasant ghost.

My kids were unimpressed with this tale, despite the Ghostbusters soundtrack playing in the background. They wanted gore. And so did The Bogeyman.

So we stopped at Kevin Underhill’s, because he had a fish knifed into his door, and this, oddly enough, got my kids excited. Was this some Godfatherish death warning to Halloween tricksters, I wondered? And what happened to the fish killer asked the kids? My kids scored some gummy fish and scampered away.

Animals are fun, said Little Man, but can we find some live ones next time? Well, we could always find people humiliating their pets. “Fun!” said the son. “There oughta be a law,” groused The Bogeyman as his eyes started to glow.

Next door was sweet, old Mother Jones; perhaps she could spook the kids? But Mother was too busy laughing while nibbling on a pop tort. It seems that the tort reformin‘, lawsuit hatin‘ US Chamber of Commerce had been punked when a group parodied them. And they not only threatened a suit of their own but were actually dumb enough to start one. My daughter looked up and asked, “Is this where the phrase ‘good for thee but not for me’ comes from?” Smart kid. Mother didn’t spook, but she did spoil, with a fistful of vegan candy. My kids pretended not to notice. They’re good that way.

Then they raced down the street to the little niche that Mark Herrmann and Jim Beck share. Not that there’s anything wrong with that. Together they looked down at my happy little munchkins: “If you ever grow up to be drug company executives,” they thundered in unison, “Stay out of West Virginia! For the learned intermediary doctrine won’t apply!” I’d never seen my kids’ eyes grow so wide. I don’t know if it was fear or bewilderment, but they scampered away quickly, without even realizing the candy wrappers were completely filled with warning labels.

The little ‘uns had no interest in discussions of drug company law, nor hypocritical faux “reformers,” they wanted monsters, and not the monsters that inhabit law schools. So we went in search of something …monstery? The Bogeyman was salivating. Finally.

While the kids were distracted chewing on Twizzlers, I told The Bogeyman about Monster Energy Drink and their chuckleheaded lawyering that managed to pull two bone-headed moves, trying to crush the free speech of a website that gave them a negative review, and trying to stop a small Vermont brewery from making Vermonster Beer.

See? Monsters! The Bogeyman still wasn’t impressed — and if you’ve ever tried to impress The Bogeyman you’ll understand how difficult this task is — so we went next door to IP guru Ron Coleman.

“The End Days are here,” he said cryptically while Bad Moon Rising poured forth, and I saw The Bogeyman start to smile, making my stomach turn. Coleman explained to me, while tossing M&Ms at my kids, that “abusive DMCA takedown notices sent by copyright owners” will alter Google for the worse. “It’s over.” Dennis Kennedy, who snuck up behind us in the doorway with is own little troop, says he thinks that Google’s best days are behind it as the next generation of search arrives. As we walked away, Mr. B said that my neighbors had awfully skewed perspectives on what End Days really means.

And then came a cheery call to us from Eoin O’Dell, temporarily in the US, who was researching the law of haunted houses and whether there was a duty to disclose a haunting in a house sale. And if you don’t believe me, you can check his citation to a New York appellate court. But the only appeal for the children were the brightly colored sucking candies she brought with her from overseas.

The Bogeyman told me he was getting annoyed, but saw promise as we hit the walkway to Bruce Carton‘s place. Hanging from a tree was an effigy with all manner of injuries. He’s wearing a Mets jersey, representing a season to forget. As we rang the doorbell, my son questioned me on a conundrum: Yankees or Phillies? As Mets fans we hate both. But when Carton gets an earful of our discussion, he can’t wait to tell the story of the gorgeous tall buxom blonde — in desperate need of two World Series tickets and what she will do to get them. Baseball, I tell my kids, is all about scoring, and I get them the hell out of the house.

But the talk of sex has caught the happy ear of next door neighbor Kashmir Hill, with gravestones sticking up from her front lawn. She pointed toward one of them, with the name of the 66 year-old assistant district of attorney caught with the 18 year-old stripper. Caught, she adds, in a graveyard. Douglas Keene, visiting with Hill, chipped in with more while the kids happily tangled themselves up in the spider webby stuff that Hill hung from the trees: Keene whispered that it was now possible to look at someone’s Facebook account and determine their sexual orientation. The Bogeyman was going apoplectic. “Give me real villains,” he snarled. His left ear started to smoke.

“And if you can’t make me sick, at least try to amuse me.” So I showed him Adrian Dayton‘s idea of a funny Halloween costume, focusing on social media. And Ann Althouse with her werewolf. “You humans can’t even do humor right, though the CEO that dressed in six different Halloween costumes for his deposition was at least a good effort,” said The Bogeyman. “As was the guy who came to see the Utah Attorney General dressed in full SWAT gear. But you’re mostly pathetic. In some places, it could even be a felony to wear a Halloween mask. If you want costumes, look at this commercial one of my people did, though you should tell your more cowardly readers not to blast the volume if they’re sneaking a peak at work.”

When we walked up to the home of Jeralyn Merritt, she was outside talking about abuse with Ken from Popehat. Jeralyn pushed a deep dish of mini-chocolates toward my kids without breaking stride in the story she was telling of the six Gitmo Uighurs that had finally been freed and finally found a home, though it wasn’t their own. And Ken was talking about abuse elsewhere: when a southwestern hotelier demanded that his Spanish-speaking employees cease and desist their native language because he feared they are secretly mocking him behind his back. Maybe he deserved to be mocked?

My kids strolled into the house, and The Bogeyman pulled me aside. You call this Halloween? Where are the real goods? With my kids now safely out of sight, I took him around the corner…

We found Howard Wasserman at the next house, with its glowing jack-o-laterns out front and Black Magic Woman filling the air. He was starting a Suicide Pool, watching as “Birther” lawyer and nut job (and dentist!) Orly Taitz continued down a path that has already had her sanctioned and will likely to cost her her license when done. “That’s not real death,” growled The Bogeyman.

OK, I told him, I’ll give you a taste of the real deal.

Anne Reed greeted us ever so quietly where she sat on her front porch with a simple un-carved pumpkin. And she told us of the murder trial of a 4 year old girl, and the artwork created by a juror. She was sitting with Tom Kirkendall who told of the tragic car accident death of Houston trial lawyer John O’Quinn. Ashby Jones, who had just joined them, shared the story of real life monster Radovan Karadzic, the Serb accused of war crimes in Bosnia, whose war crimes trial was about to start at The Hague.

The four of them had an open laptop, and were looking at the site of Chicago Now. I think we found some of your friends living here, I whispered to The Bogeyman. The tatooed faces in these mug shots seem to scream out that evil was here.

The Bogeyman smiled and quieted down as he saw the fruits of some of his labors. He drifted off aways.

But Kevin Underhill had left his home to follow me, and now reappeared. He wanted to tell me, as if to taunt The Bogeyman back into my life, that he was most unimpressed. Those tats can be creatively covered up…just look what this guy is planning to do with his.”

With The Bogeyman’s blood thirst hopefully sated, despite Underhill’s efforts, I scooped up my kids and headed to the home of John Hochfelder. He had a roaring fire in a pit on the front patio to break the late October chill, and Phantom of the Opera played quietly in the background. The parents drank wine and beer as the kids roasted marsh mellows into a goopy mess that were then decorated with candies in a gross-out contest. While Hochfelder served the booze, he also talked to us about the problem a certain Halloween witch had when she got drunk and was then hit by two cars, one of which was the responding police.

Gideon — who had been talking to others about his beliefs on good and evil and the differences between those in the dock and those sitting in justice — shifted gears to join the drunk driving discussion. He noted a little dissent where Chief Justice Roberts argued that anytime police receive an anonymous tip that someone is driving drunk they should be able to pull them over and conduct an investigatory stop.

But stories of drunks don’t always have to end with death and destruction, and Jonathan Turley hoisted a tankard of suds to the cop that pulled a gun on a character in a haunted house. Hey, he said, no one got hurt. The Bogeyman, standing under a tree in the distance, started to glow again as his nostrils flared out almost to his ears.

Siouxsielaw sat with us by the fire — having just moved into the neighborhood as the planet’s first Gothic law blogger. Talk about your niche areas. But she wanted to return to Hochfelder’s witch case. It seems that the Supreme Court of Massachusetts has allowed a Halloween costume to be admissible in a sex discrimination lawsuit. Siouxsie, by the way, also has a Halloween waiver and has a trick or tort posting and a motto that “Good Lawyers Wear Black?” Is this blogger a keeper? Me thinks so, I told the crowd.

As the night wore down and I scooped up the kids to leave, I collared Bill Childs and thanked him for doing a round-up of the personal injury discussions of the past week, because I surely didn’t have the time to do so here. When he said that newcomers to this site really wouldn’t get a true taste of my blog by reading my account of this evening, I reminded him that they could simply go to the “greatest hits” page that I have.

And when Blawg Review #237 hits Chritsian Metcalfe’s property law blog next week, hopefully The Bogeyman will stay home.

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Flickr Tweet, Wascally Wabbit
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