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monologue mania day # 268 by janet s. tiger wheelchair of fortune (c) nov. 7, 2014

11/7/2014

Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free monologue a day
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Monologue Mania Day #268 by Janet S. Tiger    Nov. 7, 2014                                        Wheelchair of Fortune
                                              (from Caregivers Anonymous)    A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved       [email protected]
              (There is a circle of chairs, filled with people of all ages - from teenagers to 80s, and they are talking together, laughing. A woman enters, she looks around for a chair to sit in, but they are all filled. Suddenly a man comes onstage in a wheelchair. This is Franklin, and he is somewhere in his fifties. The others perk up when they see him. He finishes his approach with an impressive wheelie and they cheer. The woman is surprised, looks around. Franklin sees her and zooms over.)

You're new! And welcome! We always love a fresh face! Well, actually, we love anyone's face because most of us have to take care of someone and sometimes, just sometimes......we get really sick of looking at that same face all day! Right gang?

   (The others laugh and agree.)

And other times, we get really annoyed, like when our loved ones do stupid things, like diabetics who eat a chocolate cake for breakfast, washed down with a liter of Coke, of course! Or they have back surgery and are told DO NOT LIFT ANYTHING and they come home and what do they do?

(He encourages the others to join in)

THEY LIFT! Even though they know it could end them up with PERMANENT DAMAGE or BACK IN THE HOSPITAL! Or they refuse to take their medicine ...oh, yeah! Or they run out in the street naked because they are now two years old inside their brain, but they have adult bodies and no one wants them running around without their clothing!

Now this doesn't mean we hate the people we love....but sometimes we do! And we sometimes hate taking care of them! And sometimes we want to run away.......but we can't because we're all CRAZY! ...and.......we have some strange sense of duty or right and wrong....or...maybe....love....... and that's why....we come here....

   (He now stands up from the wheelchair and takes it over to the new person. She is shocked)

So now, we welcome you to Caregivers Anonymous, where you can say anything and it will be kept completely confidential - where you can tell us what you are going through...because each of us here is on the same journey, maybe at different places along the path, but we can give you a heads up about where some of the potholes are.....and how to avoid them without becoming a pothead!

   (The others jeer at this)

Or a drunk, or suicidal......or ........sick.

   (He spins the wheelchair on one wheel)

And this......this is the wheelchair of fortune! Everyone has a chance to sit here and tell their story. Why a wheelchair? Because it's a reminder that, no matter how bad it is to be the caretaker.....it ain't so easy for the ones we are taking care of!    And when you are ready, you get to take a ride in it, and tell everyone why YOU are here.......

   (He tilts the chair towards her. Lights freeze on them as a spotlight hits one of the seated members. End of monologue, beginning of play)

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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315 www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 267 by janet s. tiger email to god (c) nov. 6, 2014

11/6/2014

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Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free monologue a day
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Monologue Mania Day #267 by Janet S. Tiger   Email to God Nov. 6, 2014                                           Email to God
                           A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved       [email protected]
   (A teenage girl comes onstage holding a cell phone, typing furiously. She is almost in tears)

Oh, God, please listen to me. I am sending you an email just in case there is too much noise here on earth…….God, you know I don’t ask for much, I mean, outside of wanting those BEAUTIFUL boots for my birthday, incidentally, thankyou, I do love them…but right now, this minute….. I need REAL help!   The kind of help only you can do!   I mean, if you are not too busy right now, I REALLY need your help! I know you have a lot a things that are more important, like ebola, and war, but right now....I have a math test in like ...five minutes...and I have to do things I don't understand, like those equations with letters and numbers!

And not to be too negative, but I know that I am going to fail! And I will have to take this class again! And I will never get my degree until I am like 40 years old so as you can see..... I will be in community college for the rest of my life!

So our pastor said you could do anything, I was just wondering if maybe.... I could get a brain transplant? I know I have to be careful what I wish for, but this is SO important!    But it would have to be a brain that can do math! I would not want a guinea pig brain because even though guinea pigs are very cute, I don't think they can do math, and that's what I need ...RIGHT NOW!

What can I do? Can you help me apply for a brain transplant? I heard there are all kinds of experimental things, maybe I could get into one of those.......whatamIgonna do?

It's too late to study more, you know I've been studying for days, weeks......months! And as soon as the test is in front of me, I know I will forget it all! Why do I have such a bad math brain! I know I shouldn't complain, and I do other things OK, but math is like, the only thing people care about! Not people like me, but you must care about math, don't you God? I mean, you had all the animals come in two by two, right, and that's easy to count.....(realizing something) Wait a minute, God are you bad at math? Nah, you can't be bad at anything, you're God! So why did you do this to me! Please! Can you just smite math from the earth?

   (She peers at her cell)

I have to be in class in …….three minutes!
This is a nightmare!

(Pinches herself)

And it's worse than that, it's a living nightmare!

(Looks at cell)

Wait a minute....what does that say?

   (Peers at the phone)

(Cheering) The professor just sent out a text…..The copier broke…. and the test has been cancelled until next week!   Yeah! (Jumps up and down, then deflates) Oh, no, another week of....studying, of anguish....of WORRY!

(Her head droops, she turns to leave, stops, looks back)

But it's also a week with no math test! Yeah! A whole week of freedom!

(She looks up and waves)

Thank you, God! See you next week!

(She exits, not the end of math or God.) ------------------------------------------------------------------

Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315 www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 266 by janet s. tiger the return of myrna (c) nov. 5, 2014

11/5/2014

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Monologue Mania Day # 266 by Janet S. Tiger The Return of Myrna Nov. 5 , 2014

                       The Return of Myrna
                                  (from Mr. Lemonhead series)
   A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved
      [email protected]

              (Beth, in her 30s, is onstage, listening to her mother. She has an expression of amazement on her face. Southern accent)

So let me get this right, Momma. Auntie Myrna is talkin' about moving back here, and you are very excited and happy but you are wonderin' why everyone - and that includes me, Daddy, Grandpa, and every single one of your friends - is not at that same happy level as you. Am I right? You do not have a clue? Well, Momma, I think you may wanna check on your glasses, because they may have a distinct ROSE-COLORED tinge!

I mean it, Momma, what the hell are you thinkin'? I mean, I love Auntie Myrna and all, and I truly loved visitin' her in New Yawk, but do you remember what it is like when she visits? The constant arguments, fights - we have had seven years of quiet with her there in New Yawk, punctuated by her blowin' into town like a hurricane!

The woman is dear, but she is also certifiably CRAZY!

   (Listens)

All right, you want an example? There are so many it's hard to choose! She hates fruit - will not be in the same room with a cantaloupe, and God help her if there's a pie bein' made....but really crazy? OK.....(Thinks) Don't you remember how much she hates garden gnomes? How she STOLE the Taylors gnome and buried it here in your yard? How after Myrna left, we had to dig up the gnome.....

   (She illustrates by tiptoeing around the stage)

.............. sneak out at night and return the damned thing! And what if we'd been caught? How do you think that would have looked to be arrested for....(sputtering) returning a stolen gnome! (Thinking) The whole disappearance did make the front page of the Gazette...remember the headline.....Gnome Returns from Vacation - in Nome, Alaska! ..boy, did they think that was clevah! .....and now everyone is waitin' for the gnome to take another vacation, well, do you want to be the one to head over there at midnight to take that gnome for another trip under our peach tree?

And forget about gnome-y, what about how she treats grandaddy? You are the one takin' care of grandaddy - not her! And you have kept him alive pretty damn well, I think! I know she loves him, but I swear she'll be the death of him yet! She pushes him around like he was an old jalopy! You recall how she got bored at the baseball game and left him sittin' in the sun for three hours while she got her hair done? Only leavin' him with one single Dr. Pepper? How can you forget these issues so quickly?

         (She shakes her head sadly, then turns)

And you, what about you Momma?

         (She tilts her head, she has hit a nerve)

Don't tell me that you love her - love's got nothing to do with it!

She is always telling you what to do! I mean, she tells everybody to do, of course most normal people ignore but you ....you actually listen to her and it drives you nuts!

So before you say (imitates mother, hands over heart) 'I love Myrna, I am so glad she's comin' back!' I would like you to think about it as much as you give all that attention to that peach pie you just made - you wouldn't take that hot pie outta the oven without mitts, woulja? It would be a stupid thing!

No, Momma, you need to take off those rose colored glasses.....and wake up and smell the roses.....and the manure.

   (She turns to leave, stops, looks back)

Because when Auntie Myrna comes, there is always a lot of...manure.

(She exits. End of scene, but not the end of....manure.)

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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 265 by janet s. tiger election day winner (c) nov. 4, 2014

11/4/2014

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       Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free monologue a day
                      - for a whole year!
Note: A few words about 'free' - all these monologues are protected under copyright law and are free to read, free to perform and video as long as no money is charged. Once you charge admission or a donation, or include my work in an anthology, you need to contact me for royalty info.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues, please
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Monologue Mania Day #265 by Janet S. Tiger    Nov. 4, 2014

Today is a special one - Election Day AND only 100 days left which means only 100 more monologues - easy peesy (or is it peasy?) Thanks for coming along for the ride! Other good news - some of these monologues will be performed at the AARP Conference - Vital Aging in Southern Oregon Nov. 14-15. More info soon.


   Election Day Winner

   A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved
      [email protected]

              (An older woman comes onstage rolling a wheelchair. She is limping but smiling)

Let's get going Nurse Chandler, I don't want to miss voting today!

(Listens)

Oh, I do not believe in those mail in ballots! What if it got lost in the mail? A ballot is not as important to the Post Office as those catalogues that innundate my mailbox every day! And if it did get lost, how would I know?

And worse, what if I changed my mind, and learned something about a candidate or an issue and I wanted to vote differently- what happens then?

I have been voting since I was 21 - and I am not going to stop now just because I am 91! Seventy years of voting - nothing will stop me now! No, it is a beautiful sunny day, all right a little chilly, but I will wear a coat and my brand new cowboy boots.

There are several reasons I vote. One is that I marched with my dear mother and the other suffragettes, years before women had the vote. I was a little girl, but I have never forgotten those days, and my mothee would tell me that the right to vote was a privilege as well, one that I must never forget. And I do not intend to forget now.....even if I sometimes forget what day it is, I never forget election day!

          (She turns the wheelchair around)

And why should I stop? How else does an older person have any power?

You heard me - power! After all, I am a very powerful person when I vote. I saw on the news that 21 million young people - people under the age of 30 - young folks who are capable of getting to the polls much more easily than anyone else! - that 21 million of them will not be voting.

So that means, with my one vote, I am more powerful than....21 million people! One vote! Worth more than 21 million young people who will not spend the few minutes to study what is going to affect the rest of their lives! So they have given me, that's right, ME!.... all of their power.

         (She goes to leave, stops, looks back)

And that is why, on election day, no matter who wins, when I vote, I am the winner!
          (She exits, not the end for voters!)


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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 264 by janet s. tiger rollercoaster (c) nov. 3, 2014

11/3/2014

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Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free monologue a day
                      - for a whole year!
Note: A few words about 'free' - all these monologues are protected under copyright law and are free to read, free to perform and video as long as no money is charged. Once you charge admission or a donation, or include my work in an anthology, you need to contact me for royalty info.
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Monologue Mania Day #264 by Janet S. Tiger   Rollercoaster Nov. 3, 2014

                           Rollercoaster

   A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved
      [email protected]

               (A woman comes out, she is almost young. She is wearing a racecar driver's jumpsuit. She holds her hand over her eyes like a visor, waving with the other)

Hold on, hold on! One question at a time!                (Listens, laughs) Okay! I will tell you! (Takes a deep breath) I was in kindergarten when I learned that our class was going to Legoland and that there was going to be a....(with horror) a...rollercoaster!

What was a rollercoaster? The name alone struck fear in my little heart!
One of the very helpful young men in my class told me how scary they were, and I proceeded to tell everyone that I would never ride on a.... rollercoaster! Ever! The teacher was Mrs. Burroughs and she was very kind....she told me I did not have to go on the rollercoaster if I did not want to go.

But I told everyone - and my parents - that I would not go. For a whole month I told everyone. By this time, my mother had volunteered to go along, and, now that I have children, I know how tired she was of hearing the same (child's voice) "Mommy, I am never going on the rollercoaster- ever!" And her saying (imitates mother) 'Don't worry, you won't have to go, and I will be right there to make sure!'
So the days passed like lead balloons, slow and memorable in their dragging. But somehow, the big day arrived.

I was horrified, and frightened and shaking in my little shoes....and...just a wee bit curious. What was this horrible rollercoaster that the boy....what was his name?.....had told me about? Where was it?,,,,,the day was filled with fun and that incredible sensation of looking forward to something that you're afraid o.....I suppose that's why people go to horror movies!

And then, we stopped for lunch and nearby we could hear shouts and there was a giant structure, oh, it must have been miles high!.....or maybe three stories, but it was the.....rollercoaster!

I could barely eat. My mother reassured me I didn't have to go.....then she looked at me and asked the fated question, 'are you sure you don't want to try?'
That was it. The challenge. I had to go. I may die in the attempt, but I had to try.
My mother was game, and we waited in line with the others, including Gary.....that was his name. He was taunting the others ......the big man because he could be.
But I was not as frightened now that I saw the dreaded rollercoaster was just a bunch of metal....just like my daddy worked on in the garage and at his store.
(Deep sigh) I got into the seat and they strapped me in.....my mother put her arm around me but I shrugged it off. I could do this.

             (In ecstasy, dancing around the stage, moving like the rollercoaster)

It was......MAGNIFICENT!

I loved it! And it was only a second long! At least that's what it felt like! As soon as we landed, I begged to go on again.....and my mother reluctantly agreed. Turned out SHE hated rollercoasters! But at five I never noticed her fingers were clenched white on the railing of the car, all I could see was that I loved it!

I went on five times! And would have done more, but my mother said we had to see other things, it was ......necessary. But it was the beginning of my love of fast things......I have been bungie jumping in Costa Rica, I've ridden on every single rollercoaster I can get to, I've even tried sky diving!

And whenever I'm scared, of anything, I go take a look and see what exactly is frightening me so much, and guess what? It's all pieces of metal and wood and bolts and nuts.....(laughs) and sometimes the nuts are made of flesh, but they are all not so scary when I look and...give it a try. And that's how I got here! Now, I have to get back to my crew, see you on the track!

          (She turns to walk off, stops, looks back)

Gary? He only went on once...turns out they won't let you ride with wet pants!
          (She exits to vrooming noises. Checker flag!)
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Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 263 by janet s. tiger the queens party (c) nov. 2, 2014

11/2/2014

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Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free monologue a day
                      - for a whole year!
Note: A few words about 'free' - all these monologues are protected under copyright law and are free to read, free to perform and video as long as no money is charged. Once you charge admission or a donation, or include my work in an anthology, you need to contact me for royalty info.
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Monologue Mania Day #263 by Janet S. Tiger The Queens Party Nov. 2, 2014

                             The Queens' Party
                               (opening scene)
   A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved
      [email protected]

              (A younger man comes onstage, dressed as the dealer, complete with a visor, vest, long sleeved shirt.....and a beautiful skirt with high heels. This is Horatio, our tour guide and hostess for the queens' party. He looks at the audience, giving an approving whistle. He has a Southern accent, which he uses well and puts on strong when he needs.)

Well, hello, honey! Aren'choo the good lookin' one! And you look a heap better than on that movie screen! My, my, my! My Mama told me there'd be days like this, but luckily tonight just could be your night! Don't be shy! Come on in!

   (He waves his hand, indicating the chairs and tables)

Sit wherever you like, all these tables will be full in a few minutes. Please don't worry, I like when guests come early! It gives me a chance to get to know you......which is always nice.....and I can give you a little background about this party.

I understand you were invited by the Queen himself, so if you want, you may be seated at his table, over there, the one closest to the bar, of course.

This party has been goin' on for a long time, the Queen was but a mere boy when he first started gracing these tables - back durin' the Depression, when money was scarce and closets held more than clothing.

Would you like somethin to drink? You seem...thirsty. How about a Special? That's everyone's favorite, and no one knows what's in it, not even me, and I have been here over 20 years!

Don't worry, it's somethin' very alcoholic. And very tasty. The caterers are bringin some Chinese tonight.....and sandwiches to eat!

   (Looks disappointed)

You don't like to joke around much, do you? (Watches carefully)

Or are you still nervous about bein' here....that someone might see you.....know that your image onscreen and offscreen are not in a straight line.....well don't you worry your pretty little head over that either. You can say and do whatever you want within these walls. No one dares to out anyone here, what goes on is very private, what is said is not to be repeated, and closet doors are still locked tight.

(Listens, laughs)

Well, yes, one time someone was foolish enough to break these unwritten laws, and the result, well, (very dark) the result was not pretty......

         (He turns to leave, looks back)

Perhaps, after you've had a drink or two...or ten....I'll share that story with you.......

    (He exits. Blackout) ------------------------------------------------------------------

Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 262 by janet s. tiger frozen (doctor scene) (c) nov. 1, 2014

11/1/2014

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Welcome to Monologue Mania- one new free monologue a day
                      - for a whole year!
Note: A few words about 'free' - all these monologues are protected under copyright law and are free to read, free to perform and video as long as no money is charged. Once you charge admission or a donation, or include my work in an anthology, you need to contact me for royalty info.
If you just started this blog and want to read the earlier monologues, please
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Monologue Mania Day#262 by Janet S. Tiger Frozen (doctor scene) Nov. 1, 2014

                                             Frozen (doctor scene)
                             A monologue by Janet S. Tiger   © all rights reserved
      [email protected]

(The same young man from Day # 256, 258, 259 enters. This is the scene where we see him being hooked up to a large machine with a very large monitor. He gets off the gurney and watches as the doctor and the doctor's assistants hook him up, with his mother watching. He is annoyed and amused, but not very excited)

I wonder what this guy will tell my Mom. The last one managed to keep her going for weeks. The one before that...wait, maybe that was two whitecoats ago.....yeah, Dr. Fenneman......now that was a quack. I remember screaming at her.....

   (He goes over to his mother and she does not hear him)

Don't do it! I hate to travel! And you don't need to spend any more money on this shit!

(Suddenly his mother turns, almost as if she's heard, but it's to wave away a wisp of hair, which she tucks behind her ear.)

For a minute, Mom.....well, I guess if you can still hope, I guess I can still pretend.

   (Turns to the doctor who is speaking)

What the hell is blithering on about now? I mean this guy has got to be the weirdest one, and we had to come all the way to fucking Denmark - and I don't even get to see the windmills! (Thinks) Or is that another country? The one with the funny shoes.....what is he talking about, I have to think about what? A rock? That's just great! He wants me to react to a rock! And why not? I'm like a rock now, so maybe we're kindred spirits.

   (Laughs, then looks at the monitor, which is lighting up in different areas)

Whoa, that's my brain.

   (He looks at his mother, who is trying not to cry)

Mom, it's okay, you've seen this before, they are just gonna tell you the same thing......

   (There is a flash of light in one area and he is quiet)

Wait a minute, what did he ask me? To think about a sandwich? My Mom knew how much I loved it when she made the peanut butter sandwiches with bananas.....is that a banana he's holding up......
I can almost taste it......

   (He closes his eyes and he is back many years. His mother gets up and we see her making a sandwich.)

I would come home from school, and I'd be hungry, and she'd spread that peanut butter on both sides, and then .....the banana! Oh, my God, I can almost taste it!

(As he says this, the lights go on brilliantly in one section of the monitor, almost like an explosion. His mother looks up from the sandwich and puts her hands to her mouth, she is very moved. The doctor approaches the screen, he is in awe.)

What is going on here? I mean, please don't get my hopes up! Not after all these years!

   The doctor signals to the mother to cover the sandwich and the doctor now lifts the rock)

What the hell is it with that goddamned rock? I would like to have the sandwich back! I may not be able to eat it, but just seeing it....smelling it!

   (The activity has slowed, quieted down, the doctor puts down the rock and indicates the sandwich be brought to his lips.)

No! Don't tease me! I can't take it!

   (The monitor again explodes in color and we see his mother crying and go to hug the doctor.)

That's my brain, isn't it? They know I'm in here! Not just my crazy mother, but this doctor, and all these people!

   (The others in the room are cheering)

(Crying) Please don't leave me! Not now!

(The lights go on throughout the entire monitor and the colors are so brilliant everyone in the room stops talking and cheering to watch in awe.)

Well don't just stand there you idiots! (Shouting) Get me outta here!

(The lights and colors on the monitor reach a crescendo, then blackout. End of Act 2) ------------------------------------------------------------------

Janet S. Tiger 858-736-6315
www.JanetSTiger.weebly.com Member Dramatists Guild since 1983 Playwright-in-Residence Swedenborg Hall 2006-8 --------------------------------------------------------

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monologue mania day # 268 by janet s. tiger wheelchair of fortune (c) nov. 7, 2014

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