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There´s no opioid effects and no serotoninergic effects. Come on!
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The Big & Dandy Methoxetamine Thread - 4th Dose (don't overdose)
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e1evene1even
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I just take it orally. Weigh it onto a card, then dump in under my tongue. I usually don't let it sit for too long so I doubt much is absorbed sublingually.
I'm actually a little worried that with a k shortage due to a huge bust recently that people will be passing this off as K at this festival and that there could be problems. I'll probably go have a talk with the sanctuary/first aid people and give them the MXE crash course, since I doubt they will have heard of it, but I'm sure it will be there...
Also I forgot to mention in my last report that I also took AMT (30mg) + MXE (25mg) the day before MXE + LSD. It was ok, but nothing spectacular. I hadn't had AMT in years but was similar to what I remembered. It felt like it could almost be amazing but there was just too much body load with an undertone of anxiety/stimulation. I think the MXE might've rounded it out a bit, but it's not something I'm itching to do again.
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Amazing how fast this got popular..!
Just received my 5 grams yesterday morning at got to test it at night. Weighed out a little over 100mg. and splitted into 3 lines. Started with 1 which after probably 1 hour had me peaking, allmost in hole. Took 1 more and later the last one, which sent me into a "k"-hole more realistic, colorfull and more alive than I have ever experienced on racemic ketamine. All in all i must admit I think the hole experience is a lot better and clearer than with ketamine, and I've had my part of ketamine though it is at least 1 year since I took ketamine.
The powder is very "crystally" and dry. Reminds me of ketamine crystals. The feeling of snorting the drug was also very similar to snorting ketamine.
Couldn't sleep afterwards and actually went to work, still partly disassociated the first couple of hours. Went fine though (telemarketing
)
Nice substance I look forward to continue researching :D
//blazR
Just received my 5 grams yesterday morning at got to test it at night. Weighed out a little over 100mg. and splitted into 3 lines. Started with 1 which after probably 1 hour had me peaking, allmost in hole. Took 1 more and later the last one, which sent me into a "k"-hole more realistic, colorfull and more alive than I have ever experienced on racemic ketamine. All in all i must admit I think the hole experience is a lot better and clearer than with ketamine, and I've had my part of ketamine though it is at least 1 year since I took ketamine.
The powder is very "crystally" and dry. Reminds me of ketamine crystals. The feeling of snorting the drug was also very similar to snorting ketamine.
Couldn't sleep afterwards and actually went to work, still partly disassociated the first couple of hours. Went fine though (telemarketing
)Nice substance I look forward to continue researching :D
//blazR
DwayneHoover
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Would someone please describe as exactly as they can what this "hole" experience is like? I've heard it described as anywhere from a near total unconsciousness (but with some vague never clearly depicted feeling people seem to find fulfilling), to an all-out 3D immersive fantasy hallucination environment.
Hi all, I'd like to do a full blown trip report of my own MXE experience but I'm not too well versed on how these things ought to be structured and it's been done to death anyway. So I'll just keep it fairly anecdotal.I've had lots of experience of a variety of psychedelics such as microdots, LSD, shrooms etc, initially for the sheer hell of it. Over the years though, I've had some quite profound personal journeys that have led to an inevitable interest in Ethneogenics and the efficacy of DMT and plant-derived psychedelics to that end. I've never tried ketamine - I'm from the original Love Dove generation, so if I'm not tripping I want to be dancing, hugging and loving. K-holing seems interesting, but not what I'm looking for.
Having said that though, sometimes you just want to get on a rollercoaster and have a wild ride. I'd been reading lots about methoxetamine and some of the trips people were having seemed pretty wild with seemingly the full range of effects; upper,downer and triptastic at certain doses. I got myself 500mgs from one of the "big five" UK vendors. Did a dab allergy test which resulted in a pleasantly numb tongue and a fairly benign chem taste.40 minutes later, measured out a 40mg dose insufflated - it didn't even touch the sides, no burn at all, no drip. I felt a definite mild rush ten minutes later, but without any discernible body-load or euphoria as such. Very pleasant and light, rather contented. Some 40 minutes later, newly emboldened by this seemingly benign substance, I boshed another 40mg line and settled down at my PC for a bit of music exploration and some pleasant 3D visuals while I chatted online. It took a while to find tunes that agreed with my mood, I found the IDM variety to hit the spot in the end.
Things got a bit sketchy at some point, any notion of time went out of the window despite my trying to keep track of it - 10 minutes felt like hours, or maybe the other way around. Music appreciation was of the total immersion variety, but I didn't feel about it as I might on MDMA, it wasn't in any way pushing the high as such. The best adjectives for how I felt physically would be fresh, bright and breezy . Things got very weird when I started to feel like Pilot in control of Moya on that show Farscape, like my PC had become an interstellar flight control console, wet-wired to my brain, which is just as well because I simply could not type properly, and words on the screen began to look like alien demotic script. The world began to take on a distinctly fluid, pixelated look - PC images became vastly, maybe infinitely overlaid and imbedded, all things conveyed via it were meant for me personally, all of them intended to tell me that I had finally joined the collective, that they had been waiting for me to wake up, that the technological revolution had started and I was just in time to be included in what would be a world changing paradigm shift in the nature our species. Awesome stuff.
The odd thing about all this is that besides the highly exotic perceptions I didn't feel in the slightest bit physically intoxicated, not that I'd forgotten I'd taken a chem, but that it just wasn't very detectable. I felt completely normal (pupils looked normal too), aside from the slightest tickly sensation nibbling at the edges, some mild sweating and a sense that my feet and hands were colder than they ought to be. I can only guess that maybe 2 hours had passed. I decided to measure out a third 30mg line, then I hid the bag in my bookcase - this stuff was too easy to do and I had the distinct nagging impression that I might lose any sense of self control, end up doing coke-sized lines and find myself waking up to the sound of a flat-line and frantic CPR. Shortly after, no idea how shortly but at a guess probably 20 minutes, the world tilted and twisted alarmingly, I'd left my clumsy ape body lying on the floor and was dispassionately puzzling over what it was I was looking at. Whatever it was, it looked inept, badly made, ugly and brutish. What was it's purpose, some kind of vehicle? Why was it rolling around flapping it's awful fleshy appendages and making that mewling sound? Total disassociation ensued and I was fully hyperspace bound and with absolutely no control over the choice of destination.
Again, don't know the duration of this state, but I became aware of my wife coming home with the dog. I had certainly tried to calculate things before I'd started dosing, so that I had plenty of time to straighten up at least a little before she did, so clearly there were 3 hours unaccounted for. Not a complete blank though, I remember being aware of enormous amounts of deja vu about literally every conceivable action or event that happened however large or small, as though my mind was aware of being simultaneously in a virtually infinite number of realities, most of them identical in cause and effect, save for tiny variations, which I reasoned accounted for their existence in the first place. I found this very distressing, it was a revelation that shook me to the core.
My dog raced towards my stricken body, which was reaching out to hug him and this had a talisman-like effect, causing me to return to my body with a sort of pop. My wife loomed over me (and proceeded to do that very thing millions of times in a second) and began to ask if I was okay, though actually I could not understand her, what I heard instead was "ballah, ballah, ballah" repeated over and over in an infinite echo. She later said that I told her I was going to say 6 phrases that would require her response, and that each would help me to return to a single reality, instead of being conscious of all those others. She later said that I asked her "am I dead?", "what's my name?, "do I love you?", the others she couldn't recall but said they were pretty out there random and scared the shit out of her - but she remained calm as ice, bless her. It seemed that on the 6th, and as I'd told her would happen, my consciousness broke free from awareness of all those other realities and I began to act more normally, less stricken. What happened next is a very weird, very blissful period of talking, the tv buzzing in the background and my telling her that I had discovered the truth of our nature, what awaited us when we returned to the source of all things, the oneness, how our sense of self would become nothing but unwanted baggage we'd be more than willing to cast aside when the time came. She asked me "will it be like heaven, will I still be me?" and I apparently assured her that it would be nothing like heaven, but far, far more splendid, that she would be all things, that she and I and all the people we'd ever known, that we and every atom of the universe were God. Apparently I warned her that she would need to give up her sense of self when that time came, or risk delaying. All of this was supported by a very zen-like body and mind state that I've rarely ever felt on other drugs. Really very lovely indeed.
Of course, all of this accords with previous psychedelic experiences of a spiritual kind that I've had, and which led me to become interested in transcendentalism, meditation etc. So it's no surprise at all that my trip took me in that direction. But I wasn't expecting MXE to get me there quite so outrageously at 120mg.
I continued to experiment with my half gram over the course of the week and at different doses, had some far less powerful experiences, certainly managed the zen-like physical and mental state a couple of times at around 80mg split in two or three doses, but never a trip as amazingly vivid again, far more gentle and without the same off the scale disassociative effect. Come down was virtually a non-issue throughout that time. However I did note that I was rather manic, full to brimming with thought chains and the need to read things and share ideas, which was immensely pleasurable though slightly disconcerting given that this manic feeling was usually associated with an elevated pulse rate and a slight awareness of a sort of minor swelling in my skin, as though I was full of some lovely helium-like learning gas. Awesome, but a little scary too. During all of this I was getting very little sleep, maybe 4 hours a day or so, and even then I needed a few joints to get me settled. But at no time did I feel unwell on a come down, on the contrary I felt great.
Sorry this is so long. A final word to end on is that my tolerance went through the roof over that week, so that my last few doses were 60mg before feeling anything of any note. Slight mania throughout that didn't really completely disappear until I was clear of MXE for 3 or 4 days. A very interesting and exotic compound in my experience. Not one that I plan to re-visit any time soon, but a real pleasure to experience, something I won't forget. And that's the point isn't it?
Thanks for listening all,
Peace.
Having said that though, sometimes you just want to get on a rollercoaster and have a wild ride. I'd been reading lots about methoxetamine and some of the trips people were having seemed pretty wild with seemingly the full range of effects; upper,downer and triptastic at certain doses. I got myself 500mgs from one of the "big five" UK vendors. Did a dab allergy test which resulted in a pleasantly numb tongue and a fairly benign chem taste.40 minutes later, measured out a 40mg dose insufflated - it didn't even touch the sides, no burn at all, no drip. I felt a definite mild rush ten minutes later, but without any discernible body-load or euphoria as such. Very pleasant and light, rather contented. Some 40 minutes later, newly emboldened by this seemingly benign substance, I boshed another 40mg line and settled down at my PC for a bit of music exploration and some pleasant 3D visuals while I chatted online. It took a while to find tunes that agreed with my mood, I found the IDM variety to hit the spot in the end.
Things got a bit sketchy at some point, any notion of time went out of the window despite my trying to keep track of it - 10 minutes felt like hours, or maybe the other way around. Music appreciation was of the total immersion variety, but I didn't feel about it as I might on MDMA, it wasn't in any way pushing the high as such. The best adjectives for how I felt physically would be fresh, bright and breezy . Things got very weird when I started to feel like Pilot in control of Moya on that show Farscape, like my PC had become an interstellar flight control console, wet-wired to my brain, which is just as well because I simply could not type properly, and words on the screen began to look like alien demotic script. The world began to take on a distinctly fluid, pixelated look - PC images became vastly, maybe infinitely overlaid and imbedded, all things conveyed via it were meant for me personally, all of them intended to tell me that I had finally joined the collective, that they had been waiting for me to wake up, that the technological revolution had started and I was just in time to be included in what would be a world changing paradigm shift in the nature our species. Awesome stuff.
The odd thing about all this is that besides the highly exotic perceptions I didn't feel in the slightest bit physically intoxicated, not that I'd forgotten I'd taken a chem, but that it just wasn't very detectable. I felt completely normal (pupils looked normal too), aside from the slightest tickly sensation nibbling at the edges, some mild sweating and a sense that my feet and hands were colder than they ought to be. I can only guess that maybe 2 hours had passed. I decided to measure out a third 30mg line, then I hid the bag in my bookcase - this stuff was too easy to do and I had the distinct nagging impression that I might lose any sense of self control, end up doing coke-sized lines and find myself waking up to the sound of a flat-line and frantic CPR. Shortly after, no idea how shortly but at a guess probably 20 minutes, the world tilted and twisted alarmingly, I'd left my clumsy ape body lying on the floor and was dispassionately puzzling over what it was I was looking at. Whatever it was, it looked inept, badly made, ugly and brutish. What was it's purpose, some kind of vehicle? Why was it rolling around flapping it's awful fleshy appendages and making that mewling sound? Total disassociation ensued and I was fully hyperspace bound and with absolutely no control over the choice of destination.
Again, don't know the duration of this state, but I became aware of my wife coming home with the dog. I had certainly tried to calculate things before I'd started dosing, so that I had plenty of time to straighten up at least a little before she did, so clearly there were 3 hours unaccounted for. Not a complete blank though, I remember being aware of enormous amounts of deja vu about literally every conceivable action or event that happened however large or small, as though my mind was aware of being simultaneously in a virtually infinite number of realities, most of them identical in cause and effect, save for tiny variations, which I reasoned accounted for their existence in the first place. I found this very distressing, it was a revelation that shook me to the core.
My dog raced towards my stricken body, which was reaching out to hug him and this had a talisman-like effect, causing me to return to my body with a sort of pop. My wife loomed over me (and proceeded to do that very thing millions of times in a second) and began to ask if I was okay, though actually I could not understand her, what I heard instead was "ballah, ballah, ballah" repeated over and over in an infinite echo. She later said that I told her I was going to say 6 phrases that would require her response, and that each would help me to return to a single reality, instead of being conscious of all those others. She later said that I asked her "am I dead?", "what's my name?, "do I love you?", the others she couldn't recall but said they were pretty out there random and scared the shit out of her - but she remained calm as ice, bless her. It seemed that on the 6th, and as I'd told her would happen, my consciousness broke free from awareness of all those other realities and I began to act more normally, less stricken. What happened next is a very weird, very blissful period of talking, the tv buzzing in the background and my telling her that I had discovered the truth of our nature, what awaited us when we returned to the source of all things, the oneness, how our sense of self would become nothing but unwanted baggage we'd be more than willing to cast aside when the time came. She asked me "will it be like heaven, will I still be me?" and I apparently assured her that it would be nothing like heaven, but far, far more splendid, that she would be all things, that she and I and all the people we'd ever known, that we and every atom of the universe were God. Apparently I warned her that she would need to give up her sense of self when that time came, or risk delaying. All of this was supported by a very zen-like body and mind state that I've rarely ever felt on other drugs. Really very lovely indeed.
Of course, all of this accords with previous psychedelic experiences of a spiritual kind that I've had, and which led me to become interested in transcendentalism, meditation etc. So it's no surprise at all that my trip took me in that direction. But I wasn't expecting MXE to get me there quite so outrageously at 120mg.
I continued to experiment with my half gram over the course of the week and at different doses, had some far less powerful experiences, certainly managed the zen-like physical and mental state a couple of times at around 80mg split in two or three doses, but never a trip as amazingly vivid again, far more gentle and without the same off the scale disassociative effect. Come down was virtually a non-issue throughout that time. However I did note that I was rather manic, full to brimming with thought chains and the need to read things and share ideas, which was immensely pleasurable though slightly disconcerting given that this manic feeling was usually associated with an elevated pulse rate and a slight awareness of a sort of minor swelling in my skin, as though I was full of some lovely helium-like learning gas. Awesome, but a little scary too. During all of this I was getting very little sleep, maybe 4 hours a day or so, and even then I needed a few joints to get me settled. But at no time did I feel unwell on a come down, on the contrary I felt great.
Sorry this is so long. A final word to end on is that my tolerance went through the roof over that week, so that my last few doses were 60mg before feeling anything of any note. Slight mania throughout that didn't really completely disappear until I was clear of MXE for 3 or 4 days. A very interesting and exotic compound in my experience. Not one that I plan to re-visit any time soon, but a real pleasure to experience, something I won't forget. And that's the point isn't it?
Thanks for listening all,
Peace.
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Delsyd
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its neither IME. Its more comparable to a strong nitrous experience.
and to whomever said you cant hole on this is absolutely wrong. I have a decent tolerance to ketamine which seems to be permanent.
With MXE after going through several grams I took a couple months off and when i got back to it 30mg was rocking me harder than before.
My dose for a decent trip is 100mg, and if you smoke or drink a beer or take some whip its on that dose it feels very close to what a k-hole feels like.
Without adding anything 300mg is a good hole dose for me.
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I really like how MXE makes you think outside of the box. Every time I do MXE, I get a very clear vision of what I need to do to get where I want to be. I always get the feeling that MXE disables some sort of mental conditioning to one's surroundings.
MXE helps me remember an earlier version of myself that looks down upon what I've become. I really need to improve myself.
MXE helps me remember an earlier version of myself that looks down upon what I've become. I really need to improve myself.
2c-goinsane
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how are the laws with mxe in the us? im wanting to acquire some and i dont want risk of it getting flagged, i have read that they cant do much because analog acts only applies to schedule 1 and 2 and ketamine is schedule 3
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The only problem is that the acute desire for self improvement tends to subside somewhat once I come down. However, I still find it to be therapeutic in everyday life. It's still in the back of my head even when I am sober.
I recently recieved a gram from one of the 'authorised vendors'. I have not used ketamine or mxe for months so tolerance was not an issue: even so the magic was not there. It was an entirely different experience, felt cold and industrial, visuals were lacking even on a high dose. Simply seemed to disassociate me and spin me out; possible tiletamine?
foolsgold
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self improvment lol bloody stuff made make the stupid promiss of no drink drugs or research chemicals for 8 weeks 8 fecking weeks no smoke no booze what the fuck was i thinking lol
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Sometimes my experiences with MXE are just like that, cold and industrial. I've come to find that it is very set and setting dependent: each experience being quite different than the one before it. It seems to vary randomly.
the toad
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I've sorta been doing mxe everyday for the past month or two.. a day or two off here and there.... I take 40-80mg after work and it sorta feels like everything is HD... vision gets all crystal clear, music becomes tactile.... like it drives me.... I feel almost as if I'm a character in some movie or something....or more like life starts feeling like a video game... I'm thinkin about laying off for a month and see how much different I feel....
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I caved in and ordered some more, even though I know it's in my best interests to stay away for a while. I recently went through 2g in 20 days. When it's this cheap, pure, and fun, it's kind of hard to say no. I'm weak like that. Plus my friends were bugging me for it 
the toad
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I usually get 10g at a time... I give some away when I party on the weekends... but idk I prolly average about 100mg a day... I do normal stuff on it... grocery shopping etc... I find myself to be pretty productive... but I want to see if its an illusion or real.... I'm sober most of the day and feel perfectly normal... but still am gonna quit a while just to be sure... but this stuff is fun.... and insightful... really makes you think about things..... for me anyhow... but for school I think I'm going to need to be clear headed when studying....
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Yup, I enjoy dosing and going about my normal routine, doing chores, etc. Doing things like that on most psychedelics is a bummer/terrifying and a waste of a trip. Doing that stuff on most dissociatives besides MXE is near impossible and dangerous because of the whole loss of motor skills thing. But on MXE I can soar to great heights and yet be perfectly functional both mentally and physically. I can act normally, make rational decisions and judgements (for the most part). I can write well and perform academically while under the influence. Even took a stats exam on 20mg...
This is the only drug that makes cleaning my apartment fun...I don't even like doing that shit on crank.
I know what you're saying with the illusion. It seemed like I was doing well with my online courses, keeping up with my work, and generally had my shit together even though I was constantly binging on a dissociative. In fact, I was much more lively, productive, and motivated than usual. I had to stop and question myself a few times - like, am I just so pumped up on MXE that everything seems to be going great? Am I gonna wake up tomorrow and find I've actually been lying in a pool of vomit in downtown Cleveland this whole time?
But I'm done (hopefully) come September and classes. I've come to admit to myself I have a serious drug problem. I already fucked up school last year by munching opiates all the time. Don't need a repeat of that with MXE. I want to graduate in '12 and get the fuck outta here.
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But yeah, I think MXE will prove to be a more useful tool for self-improvement than serotonergic psychedelics. Psychedelics like psilo encourage introspection, but I feel like you become self-absorbed in the process. After my epic summer of 2Cs a couple years back, I felt like I couldn't even look anyone in the eye. I was so obsessed with my own feelings/emotions/character/flaws and what everyone else thought about me that I became afraid to reach out to anyone. I became practically afraid of life in general. It seems like these drugs almost lead to narcissistic personality disorder...
MXE on the other hand allows me to examine myself and my relationships from a third person perspective. The dissociation numbs the emotional pain without clouding the analysis. It's like novocaine for the psyche. Everything becomes clearer and more vibrant. The connections! I feel like Nietzsche's Übermensch on this stuff. I feel like invading Poland and handing out daisies.
MXE on the other hand allows me to examine myself and my relationships from a third person perspective. The dissociation numbs the emotional pain without clouding the analysis. It's like novocaine for the psyche. Everything becomes clearer and more vibrant. The connections! I feel like Nietzsche's Übermensch on this stuff. I feel like invading Poland and handing out daisies.
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uhh you do realize dissociatives and mxe actually cause something pretty close to a narcissistic personality disorder? like when you just said you feel like an ubermensch? pay attention to the fact this mxe is making you think the whole world revolves around you, or you might run into some troubles.
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I realize that. MXE certainly lends itself to delusions of grandeur and mania - that's pretty clear. I know enough to take any self-appraisal under MXE with a grain of salt.
I said I feel like an overman when I'm on the stuff. I certainly don't believe I'm one. I think that's the key difference. I can separate fantasy from reality. It's like videogames. I can get into a violent videogame, but it doesn't mean I'm gonna go GTA on my village. It's fun to think under the influence of MXE, but obviously you need to reassess any conclusions in a sober mindset before putting them into action in real life.
I'm just a snot-nosed college kid with no real accomplishments to my name and very little worldly experience. I know I'm nothing special. MXE hasn't twisted me that much yet. What it has done, however, is give me back the ambition I used to have. It lifted the defeatist depression I've been dealing with. It made me realize I'm young, able, and there'll be a lot of opportunities out there if I work hard and look around myself.
Before now, I was living in a safety net. I didn't want to push myself out of my comfort zone. I'm not afraid anymore to stick my neck out into the real world and take risks.
I said I feel like an overman when I'm on the stuff. I certainly don't believe I'm one. I think that's the key difference. I can separate fantasy from reality. It's like videogames. I can get into a violent videogame, but it doesn't mean I'm gonna go GTA on my village. It's fun to think under the influence of MXE, but obviously you need to reassess any conclusions in a sober mindset before putting them into action in real life.
I'm just a snot-nosed college kid with no real accomplishments to my name and very little worldly experience. I know I'm nothing special. MXE hasn't twisted me that much yet. What it has done, however, is give me back the ambition I used to have. It lifted the defeatist depression I've been dealing with. It made me realize I'm young, able, and there'll be a lot of opportunities out there if I work hard and look around myself.
Before now, I was living in a safety net. I didn't want to push myself out of my comfort zone. I'm not afraid anymore to stick my neck out into the real world and take risks.
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