Saturday, 31 October 2020

PART TWENTY-FOUR OF COMIC COVERS 'SNAP'!

 Ground Control To Colonel Nick...

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Time yet again for another entry in our occasional series of Comic Covers 'Snap'!, wherein we compare covers with the very ones they're based on.  This time it's Nick Fury getting ripped-off by Superman, but if Nick's not going to complain about Supes pinching the layout of S.H.I.E.L.D. #6's 1968 cover then neither am I.  Sequentially, the third cover on show here was actually published between the two above it, when it was reused on the second issue of a two-part reprint limited series in 1983.  The Superman version is from 1989.   


NO TRICKS, HERE'S A REAL TREAT (I HOPE YOU'LL AGREE) - (UPDATED)...

 Things That Go Bump In The Night...

Getting back to the Hallowe'en theme, here's a couple of Aurora model kits I built and painted some years ago (approximately 1983 and '96 respectively), followed by two I built and painted for someone else two or three years back.  Plus, two versions of the same drawing of the Frankenstein Monster that I drew around '82 or '83.  The first one is the inked version of the head, followed by a photocopy of the original pencil version.  Not too shabby, eh?  (He said, fishing for compliments.)



SEAN CONNERY PASSES AWAY...

 But Legends Never Truly Die...

Well, that's it now, isn't it?  Just about all the celebrity heroes we considered family friends when we were growing up are gone, aren't they?  Leslie Crowther, Peter Glaze, Johnny Morris, Rodney Bewes, Adam West, John Noakes, James Garner, Roger Moore, Bobby Ball, and a whole host of others... which sadly now also includes Sean Connery, the big screen's first James Bond.

When Big Tam first played Bond, he was in his early 30s; when he gave it up, he was in his early 40s - and when he reprised the role one more time, he was only 53 or so, several years younger than I am now.  And yet each of these landmarks in my life seem like only the recent past to me, so how can the man who was Bond... James Bond, seemingly only a short time ago, be old enough to have died?

I'll leave it to others to cover his life and career; I just didn't want to ignore his passing as Sean's Bond was, and I'm sure it's the same for many others, a fixture of sorts in my life for the last 48 years.  Think I'll play a Bond soundtrack and make believe that Sean's still around - which, in so many ways, he still is and always will be.

CONAN MINI-COVER GALLERY...

 Conan The Savage...

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Conan The Savage was a 10 issue series by Marvel Comics, published in 1995-'96.  I own the first 5 issues, but not only had I forgotten I had them, I'd also forgotten the mag ever existed 'til I found them in one of my cupboards while looking for something else.  Well there are no flies on me (apart from of the zip variety), so I immediately thought "Hey, I should scan them and do a mini-cover gallery!" so that's exactly what I've done.  Aren't you lucky I'm so full of great ideas? 




THE HALLOWE'EN GUY...

 
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Here's a question for all your cavortin' Crivvies - what age were you when you last went out guising at Hallowe'en?  I guess I was about 10, though it may just have been to a Boys' Brigade party (I was a member) in the church hall over the road from me.  That means that it's been over 50 years since I was an active participant in the Hallowe'en tradition, which seems strange to me as I can remember those dark nights of my childhood as if they were far more recent than that.  I've never been to an adult Hallowe'en party, but I'm sure many of you have, which means you got to dress up annually for many more years than I ever did.  Except for weekends and only to unwind - but that's another story.  (Joking.)

Incidentally, I hate Hallow'en parties for grown-ups (any parties in fact) - let the kids have their fun for goodness' sake without trying to imitate them.  Seeing adults making tits of themselves while dressed up in ridiculous costumes and smashed out of their brains makes a mockery of the innocent pleasure that should be the sole province of children (apart from the getting drunk part obviously).  If you must have a party, then have a party (though I'd advise against it, as I hate seeing people enjoying themselves, especially when the ensuing noise encroaches on my peace and quiet), but you shouldn't be copying kids in order to get your jollies.  Grow up!  (Says the man who still buys toys and comics!)

Ah, I feel much better now, doctor - can I be discharged?  Anyway, as it's Hallowe'en tonight, I though I'd share with you a few relevant images of the age-old tradition, culled from Whizzer & Chips #3 back in 1969 (which was actually a Guy Fawkes issue, though it came out before Hallowe'en, probably on October 25th).  I won't tell anyone if you decide to click on the image of the mask and print out your own copy.  In fact, I've included another couple of masks just in case they'll float your boat as well.  Just don't wear them to any parties if you're over 10!



Friday, 30 October 2020

DON'T PANIC - THIS POST ISN'T WHAT YOU MIGHT THINK IT IS...

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I know what you're all thinking - "Kid's gone loopy and is now going to preach to us."  No, not at all - there will be no religious content in this post about what you should believe, how you should live, or anything else pertaining to the subject of theology.  The only reason I've used the above picture is because there's a story behind it; not much of one I grant you, but, hey - I have to fill this blog with something, otherwise you'd have nothing to read.

There was a time when I was a teenager that I became interested in religion.  I think at some stage in all our lives we go through the "Who am I?, Where did I come from?, Why am I here?, Where am I going?" phase and it was no different for me.  Some of us investigate it and some of us shrug it off, but I think those questions chap at the door of our minds at some point or other if we have any degree of intelligence.  So I investigated for a while, and reached my own conclusions, none of which I'll bore you with (you'll be glad to hear).

However, the preceding preamble is just to set the stage for this book - or to be more precise, its cover.  Back in the late '70s, a friend at the time lent me a copy of this book.  He was no longer living in my home town, and I assume that he wouldn't have bothered to bring it all the way up from down South on one of his infrequent visits, so I suspect it resided in his sister's house (who did still live in my home town at the time) and that was where he acquired it to lend to me.  Whether it was actually his to lend is another matter, though it could well have been.

Anyway, there was a chapter which interested me, so I lent the book to a minister I knew to ask his opinion about it.  (I think I asked my friend if it was okay to do so, but I couldn't swear to it.)  When, after a suitable period, I enquired after its return, he'd 'mislaid' it, leaving me to explain to my pal what had happened.  He expressed disappointment, because, he said, it had belonged to his mother and father who were by then both deceased, but he wasn't angry about it.  His parents were Baptists, so I was surprised that they'd own a Seventh-day Adventist book, but maybe it had been lent to them by someone and not returned.  (If so, that seemed to have become a habit.)  Of course, there's always a chance that he was lying about it being his parents' book just to make me feel guilty.  He was that kind of guy.

Anyway, in the course of time, I eventually cut this particular friend loose because of his tendency to tell whopping-great lies of a humongously absurd nature, but being the nostalgist that I am, I still think back fondly to the time of our childhood and teenage years when we were yet pals.  Which is odd, I suppose, because I wouldn't cross the road to pee on him now if he were on fire.  Anyway, it was only in the last few days, while browsing through eBay, that I noticed that this book was written by the same author (Arthur S. Maxwell) as the Bedtime Stories book I've owned from my earliest days, so I bought one just for old times' sake.

Why?  There was always something about the cover that fascinated me; the cozy 'home and hearth' scene of domestic bliss, peace and tranquillity, that spoke to me of what life could and should be like.  My image of how the world should look is based on Ladybird book illustrations of the '50s and '60s, and the cover and internal illos are of a similar nature, so how could I fail to be entranced by them?  There's more to it than that, though.  The cover also reminds me of a vanished time, a former friend, and my deceased youth, which crept away to die without me noticing, while I erroneously believed it was still alive and very much a current companion.  (I just turned around to look at it one day and found that it was gone.)

So now I have one more aspect of the 'long-ago' back in the fold, another part of my past to warm me as the already far too rapidly advancing winter of my life seems to speed up its approach.  Hopefully, though, it'll take a lengthy 'pit-stop' on the way.

Do any of you Crivvies remember (or yet own) any books with illustrations that evoke fond memories of happier times, or which, when younger, pointed forwards to happy days as you'd like them to be?  Tell all in the comments section.

Thursday, 29 October 2020

THE AVENGERS #111 TRUE BELIEVERS REPRINT...


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Here's another True Believers ish, this time reprinting The Avengers #111, available from your local comicbook shop now.  And it costs only a fraction of what you'd probably pay to buy the original issue in pristine condition.

Y'know, I'm a big fan of Don Heck's artwork in general, but there's a point in his career where he went off the boil - sometime in the '70s, I'd say.  His figure-work became a bit loose and 'floaty', by which I mean that his characters didn't appear to be planted firmly on the ground, or looked as if they were just on the verge of floating upwards.  In his later days, Don himself blamed the inkers as the reason for any negative criticism of his work, but I think the blame lay closer to home.

Take a look at the splash page (below) for example.  Anyone else see that Wanda's right leg is shorter than her left?  That wasn't the inker's fault, that's the way Don drew it.  Still, his '60s Iron Man and Avengers tales were a delight, so let's hope that Marvel gets around to reprinting some more of them as TBs.

 

A MIGHTY MARVEL MIX-UP...

 
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Take a look at the first of the above two panels from page 4 of The Avengers #43.  Can you spot the mistake?  Well, it'd be hard to miss, wouldn't it?  Surely, though, the writer (Roy Thomas) who scripted the dialogue also indicated what the 'sound-effect' should be?  Wait, I've got it - it's a doorbell that chimes like a door-knock.  That's surely worth a 'No-Prize' if anything is, eh?  I'm a certified genius.  (Certified anyway - I may have imagined the 'genius' part.)  

Tuesday, 27 October 2020

BIT OF A MUSER? THIS ONE'S FOR YOU...

For all those of a nostalgic bent, there's a new and exclusive post on my other blog, Mild & Mellow Melancholy Musings.  Click here if you're interested.

Saturday, 24 October 2020

THINGS THAT ARE ALWAYS THERE...


I suppose I was around 3 or 4 years of age when I first became aware of the Uncle Arthur's Bedtime Stories book in my bedroom.  Well, I say 'my' bedroom, but I shared it with my brother.  (It would be another 9 or 10 years before I finally got a room of my own.)  I was always dimly aware of its presence in our first three houses, but it was allocated to the attic along with a pile of other stuff in our fourth house, and was there for years before I rediscovered it one day and moved it into my bedroom cupboard.

It was written by British-born Arthur S. Maxwell, a Seventh-day Adventist and published in the UK, and is one of a series that lasted for quite a few years.  In fact, for all I know, they might still enjoy regular reprintings today.  The stories, purporting to be true, are a bit twee, and looking at them now, they paint a picture of a vanished age - or at least the perception of an age which may never truly have existed except in the minds of a certain 'class'.  I only just started reading the stories and am now around halfway through the book. They're reasonably well-written, though the children featured in them don't speak like any children I ever heard (far too keen to pray), not even when I was a nipper. 

The book was hardly in pristine condition, with scuffs and scrapes to the boards, and part of the spine was missing in the middle, plus a little bit of the cover where the absent piece of the spine folded over.  It may always have been like this, but it's hard to say with any certainty as I don't think either my brother or myself ever read it.  If we ever picked it up out of boredom, we soon put it down again the moment we remembered it was a Sunday School-type book and therefore of no interest to us.  We were both made to attend Sunday School (reluctantly), but I recall at least one occasion when me and a pal skived off and spent our 'collection' money on sweets.  (Villains!)  Where did the book come from?  Jumble sale, church, a relative?  Its source is lost to the mists of time, but it could've been 'secondhand' when we got it.

For many years, neither me nor my brother were allowed beyond the confines of our back garden on a Sunday (apart from visiting our grandparents along with mater and pater) as my mother was religiously-minded (Church of Scotland), though more from a superstitious perspective (it seemed to me) than an insightful or pious one.  She believed people shouldn't exert themselves (as kids are prone to) on a Sunday as it was the 'day of rest', not realising that, to the Jews, the Sabbath was a Saturday and the admonition to 'rest' was only for them, not Gentiles.  We were in our third house before she eventually relaxed a bit and we could get out to the field across the street to play for a while.  I'm not sure exactly when - could've been when I was 7 or 8.

Anyway, digging through my cupboard the other day, I spied the book and decided to effect a repair job on it, to sort of make up for its many decades of neglect.  I gave it a colour touch-up in places, just to make it look neater, and replaced the missing piece on the spine.  I'm slightly colour-blind so can't swear to the efficacy of my work in that department, but the book is now more secure (a touch of glue in places along the spine sorted out any looseness), and is certainly much better in appearance than it was previously.

Look at the back cover below.  One glance at that seal and I'm a child again, and the shape and dimensions of my room shift in my mind - first one room, then another, then back again, swirling through time and space like my own personal TARDIS.  To be honest, in the natural course of events, had the book not been quarantined in the loft for decades, it would likely have been dispensed with long ago by my parents or brother for being surplus to requirements.

However, I'm glad it wasn't, as it goes all the way back to my earliest days, and to be without it would be like being without some old friend from childhood who I never quite realised meant so much to me 'til I set eyes on them again after a long period, and was reminded of how far back we went before I cruelly and selfishly forgot about them on my day-to-day sojourn through life.  It's ironic to think that had Uncle Arthur still been alive, he'd probably have turned that into a quaint little morality tale for one of his books.

Any of you Crivvies own any books that you've had from infancy?  Spill the Heinz 57 in our ever-lovin' comments section. 

SPIDER-MAN/BLACK WIDOW TRUE BELIEVERS ISH...

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Lovers of John Romita's art will appreciate this latest True Believers issue, featuring The Black Widow in her new costume for the first time.  Romita was a master visual storyteller and his panel-to-panel layout was always easy on the eye and crystal clear to follow, which is something that some of the modern crop of comicbook artists would benefit from emulating.  Anyway, below is a few pages to show you that I ain't just whistling Dixie.  Available now from where comics are sold.
 



Thursday, 22 October 2020

THE COMIC ART OF REG PARLETT...


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You Crivvies will be glad to know that there's a new guest post by Barry Pearl waiting in the wings, but in the meantime, here's a book I received today about one of my favourite cartoonists - Reg Parlett.  It has loads of great examples of Reg's work, and the book was published in 1986 when he was still a working artist at the age of 80.  (Altogether, he had a career spanning 66 years.)  Alan Clark, the book's author, was the organiser of a campaign to get an official honour (O.B.E. I think) for Reg, but sadly it never happened.  Reg died in 1991, but his art lives on in back issues of the many comics he worked for, and in books like the one pictured above.

Reg was replaced on the Buster strip in the comic of the same name by Tom Paterson, another brilliant cartoonist.  However, the change in style from Reg's gentle-but-hilarious depiction to Tom's somewhat more 'manic' interpretation wasn't as popular with readers as had been anticipated.  I remember saying to Bob Paynter (Group Editor of IPC's humour division) when I was down in King's Reach Tower one day that I wasn't too keen on the new look, and Bob admitted that, going by readers' reaction, it'd probably been a mistake to make such a pronounced change in art style.

However, Reg continued to draw the Buster strip for Scottish newspaper The Sunday Mail afterwards, so he still maintained a connection to the character, which he'd been writing and drawing since the early '70s.  Along with Angel Nadal, he's probably the artist most associated with Buster by a certain age group.  Anyway, if you're a fan of Reg, this is a book that's well-worth having in your collection.  Below, for your amusement, is another of Reg's strips - Rent-A-Ghost Ltd. - enjoy!  (And feel free to leave a comment.)


Tuesday, 20 October 2020

ARE YOU TRUE BELIEVERS IN THE MAN-BAT...?


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When you get to around my age, the things in life to which you can look forward decrease with each passing year.  Sure, you can 'look forward' to increasing deafness, failing eyesight, muscular aches and pains, sagging posture, reduced mobility, mental fatigue (and, if you're really unlucky, baldness and no teeth), as well as looming death, but those are hardly prospects from which you can extract any sense of anticipatory joy.  (As for myself, I still have the looks and vitality of a teenager - in an old photo somewhere.)

So what does that leave?  The postman striding up to your front door with a package or two, containing some of life's treasures - comicbooks!  Today's delivery included Man-Bat Vs. Batman, a 1984 Special reprinting the first three Man-Bat tales, which I already have in another couple of collections of Neal Adams' work.  However, this format is better because it's an actual comicbook and less wieldy to read when resting in either of my two favourite positions - reclining on my bed with comic in hand, or perched on the porcelain with comic on my lap.  (That's another aspect of old age - more visits to the toilet - if you can make it in time.  The delights that lay ahead of you in your golden years, eh, readers?)

The other comic I received today was one of the latest True Believers mags, this one featuring The Black Widow.  Don't be fooled by the cover of the TB, as The Inhumans strip isn't anywhere to be found inside, 'just' two Black Widow tales drawn by John Buscema, from the first two issues of the original mag.  (Readers are bound to be confused when Marvel realease an Inhumans TB with the same cover.)  Anyway, thought I'd share the covers and a page or three from these two pulsating publications, just to show you what you're missing - if you don't already have them that is.  Can't wait to see what tomorrow's delivery is going to bring.

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My original issue alongside the TB comic

Saturday, 17 October 2020

THE GORILLA HUNTERS (UPDATED)...

 
 
I may still have my original copy of R.M. Ballantyne's book The Gorilla Hunters up in my loft somewhere.  If so, it lost its dust-jacket long ago, but I still have an image in my mind of what it looked like.  I wouldn't even know which box to start on in search of it, which is why I bought a 'generic' copy on eBay a month or two back when I fancied re-reading it 47 or so years after the fact.  At a guess, I was given it in 1970 or '71 as a Sunday School* prize for regular attendance (not that I wanted to go), but I didn't get around to actually reading it until 1972 or '73.
 
(*Actually, if I'm correct as to when I got the book, I'd have been too old for Sunday School, so it would've been something for older kids and young teenagers called 'Junior Church'.)

At least that's the way I remember things, but my memory isn't quite as sharp these days as it once was.  I enjoyed re-reading the book, though more from the perspective of revisiting a past pleasure than it being a particularly gripping book.  I remember taking it into secondary school with me one day and reading it in an annexe hut at the back end of the 'Old Block', but whether I'd started the book prior to then is now beyond my ability to recall.  (Though in memory I was back in that classroom when I started reading it again, if that counts for anything.)

As an aside, the teacher in that hut once said an interesting thing to me, though I couldn't say whether it was on that specific day or a different one.  "Gordon, you can tell you're an artist, because of your handwriting.  You've probably got the best handwriting in the school."  I find that of interest because I'd also been commended in class for my handwriting in my two primary schools, so that made my ability to produce pleasing penmanship unanimous.  Perhaps I was destined to be a calligraphic artist from an early age, eh?

(Fairness demands I mention the fact that, when I later changed my style to using loops in my writing in the way that my mother did, another teacher said "Considering you're so good at drawing, it's surprising that your handwriting is so terrible."  I immediately reverted to my previous loop-free style.)

Anyway, back to the gorillas.  In the late '70s I bought The Coral Island by the same author, published in 1857, four years before The Gorilla Hunters (which featured the same three main characters as the first book, but older).  Again, I no longer recollect (at the moment of typing, maybe it'll come back to me) whether I happened upon The Coral Island by chance, or specifically acquired it because I'd read its 'sequel' several years before.  I'd have to re-read 'Coral' before I could tell you if it's as good as I remember it to be, but my general impression is that it was superior to 'Hunters'.

(Interestingly, it's said that R.L. Stevenson was so impressed by 'Coral' that he based features of Treasure Island on parts of it.)

The word 'nigger' (singular and plural) is used quite profusely in 'Hunters' (which is set mainly in the African jungle), but not necessarily in an intentionally insulting or demeaning way, and certainly not in a way which suggests that Ballantyne may have been a racist.  In fact, I could detect no negative attitude towards Negroes in general, and the three white protagonists seem to have a fond and respectful regard for the tribes (and certain individuals) they encounter.  The book was written in 1861, so is obviously a product of its time, but probably best not to read it if you're easily offended by the language of a vanished age.

Anyway, to round this off (you'll no doubt be glad to hear), I saw a copy of the book with the dust-jacket I remember on eBay and bought it yesterday (the book, not eBay), so it's hopefully winging its way to me as I type.  (Update: Now arrived.  As always, it's good to be reunited with yet another aspect of my past.)  Anyone else ever read The Gorilla Hunters?  If so, what was your impression of it?  Hit or miss?

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It seems that my new replacement, pictured above, of the original copy I had (and might still have) back in the early '70s is an abridged edition, as comparing it with the one I re-read a few weeks back, I notice that there are some differences.  Obviously I'm not going to read the book again to see what they all are, but at a cursory glance, I see that one chapter has had a religious allusion removed, and chapters shortened, perhaps even combined, as it has two chapters fewer than the one I bought a month or so ago.

Friday, 16 October 2020

BABE OF THE DAY - VALERIE PEREZ...



Here's sexy, sultry, sensual stunner
Valerie Perez to brighten up our day,
Crivs.  Why didn't any of my old girlfriends
look like Valerie, I often wonder?  Probably
'cos they weren't Valerie I guess. (And also
'cos they were old - can't win 'em all.)

Thursday, 15 October 2020

MARVEL COMICS' CONAN THE BARBARIAN EPIC COLLECTION VOLUME ONE (UPDATED)...

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Y'know, I've got most if not all of these Conan The Barbarian tales at least half a dozen times over in various reprints (plus the original first ish), so I don't really need another edition.  However, there's just something so compelling about the Marvel Epic Collections which makes them hard to resist.

First, the page size is pretty close to the initial newsprint editions, and the reproduction is usually clearer, with near-perfect colour registration.  Next, the paper* is more like 'comics' paper (when comics were comics) than the type used in the Omnibus volumes, and the book isn't too wieldly or heavy when it comes to taking it into the smallest room in the house for a quick read while you're in there.

(*It's better quality than comics paper though.  In fact, I wish that Marvel would print their Facsimile Editions on it.)

The colours are vibrant and a feast to the eyes, and though I love the Omnibus editions (and the Masterworks), I think I prefer the Epic and Complete books because the experience of reading them is more akin to reading a comic than a book.  All Conan fans who don't already own the material reprinted within (and, like me, even some who do) are bound to love this valiant volume as much as I do, so grab a copy while you can.

Undoubtedly the best way to experience the first 13 issues, short of owning the actual originals!  And there's loads of bonus material in the back of the book.

 
And below is the cover to the book by Roy Thomas that Barry Pearl mentions in the comments section, which Conan fans may be interested in.  I believe there are three volumes in all so far.
 

Monday, 12 October 2020

DC SUPER-STARS #17 FACSIMILE EDITION...


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To be honest, this one's a little disappointing -  at least partially so.  The first strip is scanned from a printed issue and is really quite washed out and anaemic-looking, as are some of the ads.  The other stories, though, have obviously been reprinted before, as they're from nice bright proofs and probably even better than DC Super-Stars #17's original printing back in 1977.  (Which has an extremely high asking price from some eBay sellers, it has to be said.)

It's a shame that DC are going down the most expedient route when it comes to sourcing some of the material for these facsimile editions.  Instead of creating new, high-quality proofs when they need to, they're resorting to the least expensive option.  The debut of The Huntress is the tale that most buyers will be grabbing this mag for, which thankfully hasn't been compromised in its reproduction, so that's a plus.  Overall, nice to have, so grab it while you can - if you're not already too late.

FOUR NEW TITANIC TRUE BELIEVERS FROM MARVEL...

 
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I've been a little remiss in showing you some of the recent True Believers issues that are available, so I'll remedy that right away by showing you these four cracking comics classics that now grace my collection.  Because of the pandemic, other titles that I ordered a while ago were delayed, but it shouldn't be too long before they're finally with me.  Once I've got my mitts on them, I'll present them for your pulsating peepers to savour - so stay tuned.





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