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E 'was a good day ..!

This morning we brought the children of the nursery on a trip to the country ..

I love my job.

Six years ago the threshold of 34 and after 15 steps in jewelry as a salesgirl, I decided it was time to make a change to my life. It was not an easy decision .. two small children, a mortgage to pay, a safe place to work .. for a leap in the dark!

After the birth of children and a happy experience of motherhood, I was approached, first as a supporter and then as Consultant , to a charity that deals with support and info rmation to mothers wishing to breastfeed their babies.

extremely rewarding experience through which I grew up as a woman and mother.

The monthly meetings that I have held in recent years at the local health district in my area, have crossed my path with that of many stories of mothers and children, the phone has been a valuable part in supporting mothers who called me sometimes a simple question: "E 'is normal for your breasts more than half an hour?" and those desperate crying and asking for my help.

Life of the store just did not suit him more!

also relations with the managers of jewelry (with whom I have close ties of kinship), had come to crack down irretrievably.

I was not happy, I felt frustrated in that role and in constant conflict with them, so could not go on ..!

decided to fire me.

It was not a decision taken lightly ..

spent a year when able to develop this idea (supported by my family and my friends) to the time when I communicated it to my relatives, who welcomed him with no small wonder!

year I spent as a prisoner, scratching a mark on the wall every day, sees closer to his freedom.

Internet and every little possibility: a competition, a training course, the curriculum to prepare, to interpret laws ..

Among bitter disappointments and small rewards, finally one morning to a job interview, I met a person ..

Mariarosa was the one who finally listened to me, that was able to capture my motivation and appreciation for what I'm worth.

today tells me that in those days had several conversations with girls interested in that type of work, but .. still had not met the right person.

say that I was the right person at the right time! ;)

So now my life flows between small pests and lovable rogues, nursery .. Enchanted Valley, the Friends, which lives in the same Miranda! morning with the little ones, all lined in a row more or less composed, excited and curious We started our journey from country lanes.

people leaning out of windows to wave their hands in salute, the elderly on the streets, stopping and with a smile on his face wrinkled look at the kids. Their expressions did not hide the astonishment of some, observing t anti children so attentive to the recommendations of their Tate!

"Emma, \u200b\u200bwho looks straight ahead or else stumble! Lorenzooo ..! Firmly attached to your partner!"

"Look Tataaaa a dog! "," Tato Hello! "

Until you reach those puddles .. in which up to a couple of decades ago, women were washing clothes. Here wonder of the children was great!

"Look at the Tata piscinaaa", "Fish?", "The squaloooo!".

"Tata is beautiful hike because there are so many ways!

For lunch they ate as children Cubs and bedtime came in a flash ..

They have fallen asleep dreaming of a shark and who knows what ..!

So tell me .. I could never give up all this?!

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Tina Pina and the balcony to the balcony ... well ...

Sunday afternoon. Continue to drizzle, the sky is dark and sad. We are at home, shoulders. My husband is dragged from the couch to the computer, my son alternates games on TV. And I ... not even a good book to pass the time. Boredom fills this evil day of rest. Well my friends, which usually kill the boredom of some Sundays have taken other commitments, made other programs. What to do? I decide to go for a bit 'expense, not to make it completely useless this day and not get overwhelmed by boredom. I go out as they are, overalls, tennis shoes, without a trace of makeup. So those who will never be out shopping on Sunday afternoon, this time? Wrong! Apparently the whole town has gathered here today at the supermarket, entire families with little children scurrying about, couples holding hands, and even groups of noisy teenagers intent on trying do not know what. The temptation would be to leave instantly, but now I'm here and then try to get me off of people without offending anyone with the cart, and to do as quickly as possible. I am irritated, impatient, intolerant.

are especially uncomfortable in the midst of all these ladies chirping at her husband's side, elegant, made-up, inexplicably happy. I hasten: to socialize today I do not want! After the tour, I approached the cash register. Behind me forty-two rather interesting. Smile, wink, chat cordially. But I said, I do not want to socialize. I feel sloppy, slovenly, not seductive: a forty year old woman resigned and ungainly. This is an image I know to defer to those around me. But it's raining and I run the ball. I just want to go home, to pull me on the couch and enjoy a bit 'insane for television. The friendliness of the two goes so far as to help raise funds to water, to accommodate the expenditure on the conveyor belt, not required but help came naturally. I smile, thank you and I go back to the parking lot. I'm almost satisfied: I reflect on the fact that some men are able to be kind and courteous anyway, even without the seduction of a winking eye, legs discoveries of high heels. I feel liberated by this thought, the possibility that despite being themselves, without disguise, is being treated as people, they still receive attention.

I go by car and ... oops! I realize painfully that the zipper of my suit is mysteriously slipped below the allowed limit and one can see everything that the push-up raises, pushes and provocatively suggests. And I assure you is no small thing!

In this gloomy day full of boredom, I thought I defer to others a certain image of myself, homely and reassuring ... and instead, it seems to me is wrong ... the Tina and La Pina, the balcony shamelessly changed the tables. Bad exhibitionist!

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TOMORROW ...

I felt like a fish out of water when, long ago, talking to Miranda, I confess that sometimes I'm so nasty that it becomes unbearable she I looked alarmed, for the first time not in complete harmony with me, then he quickly added: "I do not is because, in fact, are much more sympathetic to you." I happened to repeat it to a friend, seeking understanding, but even he was stunned, and the more I tried to explain and I did not understand. In short, the question is simple, perhaps worrying, sometimes I find it challenging and very rewarding to take care of me, figure out what I really want, what I think ... I am assailed by an immense effort, against a deep feeling of dislike that I feel, just for myself. Without considering the amazement I feel when I do hear statements in stark contrast to what I stated above. Not to mention the snachs evening, the adverse indissoluble statements of principle in the morning, I saw a little breakfast with milk, coffee and two biscuits. As if most people in my hotel, each with its own personality, with tastes, ideas, different opinions ... I define "dislike" that I need, urgently, to take everything seriously, and expect to point out who is beside me, to dissect the issues, to keep his word, whatever the cost, to meet its commitments even when everyone else has violated the rule and now no longer makes sense. And when they are "not unsympathetic" are more uncomfortable with myself. That is when I feel like "fuck" when they are inconsistent and "cheat to make the lonely" when the passion takes over and everything I believe, at that moment, I do not think at all. Today, for example, and I'm ashamed to admit it, I was invited to lunch the Mc Donald's: at least fifteen years have passed since the last time I went and I have always supported my utter adversity for this fast food. They invited me and I accepted! Besides, the most surprising thing is that I was good: good for good company, good for the feeling of insane offense, good for the atmosphere of carefree youth, good for the inconsistency ... But from tomorrow I start my campaign of absolute opposition! And he'd been there ... I swear! Neither I nor my children! PS. In this climate of profound confusion HO one certainty: CHANGE 'ALWAYS THERE WHEN CHANNEL' Giuliano Ferrara!

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THE QUEEN OF THE MODERN!

For the first time at the Monumental Complex of Vittoriano in Rome, is presented one of finest collections of the important Polish artist: Tamara de Lempicka , the artist best known and most beloved of the period De'co . Used to converse in different languages, the Lempicka "talks" with the same ease an artistic Esperanto, mixing imagery of various currents and roots: cubo-futurism Russian and French, "return to order" Italian, "magical realism" German, "realism" of Poland. His images have become the symbol of an era twenties and thirties. One of the most anticipated shows of the year. More than 100 works.

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ART - EVENTS - SHOWS - SHOWS THEATRE

XIII CULTURE WEEK 9 to 17 April 2011:

The Ministry of Heritage and Culture opens free of charge, for nine days, all the places state of the art: monuments, museums, archaeological sites , archives and libraries. Appointments for everyone: exhibitions, conferences, special openings, workshops, guided tours and concerts that will make more special experience for all visitors.

THE MAJOR EXHIBITIONS IN ROME

- MAXXI the National Art Museum of the XXI Century (New Opening!)

- Chiostro del Bramante: Karl Lagerfeld - Course Work - Photography - by Wednesday, February 16, 2011 to Sunday, April 10, 2011 - hours: 10-20;

- Capitoline Museums: Portraits. The many faces of power - Sculpture - by Thursday, March 10, 2011 to Sunday, September 25 2011 - hours: 9-19;

- Ara Pacis Museum: Chagall. The world upside - Miscellaneous - by Wednesday, December 22, 2010 to Sunday, March 27, 2011 - hours: 9-19;

- Palazzo Farnese treasures on display. 17 December to 27 April 2011
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- PALACE VENICE: Caravaggio. The workshop of genius - Miscellaneous - 22 December 2010 to 29 May 2011 hours: 10-19 (specific show info: 06.88522480; www.munus.com)

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Samantha and diet.

Samantha and her new pc!

Finally .. with the help of the Hulk and Fred managed to strike a bargain!

Samantha and the desire to savor

the warmth of spring ..

the first sun of our sea ..

Samantha and lost energy ..

Samantha and the desire to escape ..

Samantha and DIET ..!

That's right friends, is touched me too ..!

After years of carousing and freedom edible without ever having problems,

are due to run for cover!

Guilt age ..?

fault of hormone treatment ..?

does not matter, be useless to mull over!

What I want is to find the "old" Samantha.

So, on Monday, after being the "Macchia"

(nice name that we have saddled our dietician)

me body and soul are thrown into the adventure.

Old habits are not easy to forget ..

snacks mid-morning croissants, biscuits and jam ..

the

snack with bread and chocolate, spicy taste of salami or sausage on bread wheat .. gelatone alternatively from 3 € charge of my favorite flavors: nucciatella, walnut, hazelnut, kiss White vanitella ... ok, I get the idea right?!

Not to mention the double portions of meals at work with colleagues that I

look and say "ah .. you blessed!"

So, for people like me, has never paid much attention to the calorie counting, this is a great test!

.. But I am determined not so much because I do not like it more ..

The image you see in the mirror is a beautiful quarentenne ..

told me that the "stain":

"I write 40 years on the medical record, because 41 does not show!"

And I, at that point of the visit, I loved that woman already!

am determined I was saying, because what I want is to find

my mental health,

the energy that distinguishes me,

good humor and a bit of levity. .

short, in a word .. I want to go back to being the old SAMANTHA!

Wait ..

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... MEANWHILE IN JAIL THERE IS ME!

I fell. drastically. The humerus of the right shoulder he suffered a fracture as to be detached from the shoulder. So I will have to undergo an operation for positioning the one screw. Maybe tomorrow. How did that happen? ... Nothing gives me several times by parachute to save it, around Italy, the children who are victims of teachers of elementary school and I am distracted because I seemed to feel and smell of bunga bunga, given the envy of well known people on the left for these feasts, I lost the light of reason and went into free fall, as Bersani! Obviously it all happened much more mundane ... The place is the backyard. The fact is plain: a trivial jog with the Piccolo, the foot of the aim of the lane where the tile creates an insignificant difference, arms moving frantically to find the balance, then the fall. The pain was strong enough to make me pass out! The rush to the hospital and then the diagnosis ... Cause I'm falling like this? Rational, prone to reflection, to make rash, I think I have never fallen before. Maybe even as a child. In the moments when I almost always am able to resume the balance. Not so the other night. I am just let it go. Maybe I relaxed the muscles, I lost my fighting spirit and aggressiveness, I could no longer be shrugged the moron, as I wrote my friend a psychotherapist. Maybe ... The result is that the night can not sleep for pain, discomfort and anxiety / guardian (by the way: Paul, if I want to send the baby ...). They are completely dependent on others. Without work, despite commitments to three thousand, which in part support from home, although my profession is nourished primarily of reports, interviews, travel. I'm a little low, very responsive and a little sad.

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encounter with an old friend ...

"All About My Mother, Almodovar, at the theater! Come on? Yes, we ... We are a good bunch, a good company, it rains heavily. We were able to stand in the tunnel, t ll together. Suddenly I see there: my former classmate, De Stupidis, sits just below Fred's after we take a look e are fast and we were not pretending he assessment s not recognize . We never born Samantha, Miranda and I, for the 'nonsense, superficial conformity, and even the brownnoser un'ins ana stronzaggine and masked. In short, the prototype of the voter majority. But we will come to help you DERE Almodovar ... The representation is heartbreaking: the death of his son's, the drama of marginality, the crudeness of ancestral sentiments. For luck Eva Robins, in the guise of presenting an eccentric, sometimes dampens the contents too distressing. No n, however, prevent the emotions to overwhelm us. F red, as usual, hide the emotion moving convulsively : does the dancing feet, rubs his eyes, changes position. With the last scene of the lump in the throat takes your breath away. The lights come on it undesirable. Fred torments g iubbetto it has on gino tbsp, with the tips completely. From the pockets, as the hat of a magician comes out of everything: mobile phone, glasses, dear melle and many, many, coins. The public meanwhile is raising to thunderous applause. We bent to pick up everything. De Stupidis is bent to pick up his jacket ages who posed, perhaps, on the back in front. Suddenly I see it. E 'hallucination? No, is one of many. And ran away right there. A coin is placed between the gramente her thong and low rise jeans De Stupidis. Dò an elbow to Fred, in the throes of a convulsive laugh that I can not externalize freely. He again touched, does not understand my laughter, then he sees and casting, extends his hand to retrieve his money. He stops just in time. There stomach hurts from laughter that we are forced to choke. Even our friends are aware of the bold coin resting place and we were forced to ggire to vent properly. We leave the theater quickly while De Stupidis continues to clap, ignorant and happy. While we're on the street Fred puts the icing on the cake : the money was not a euro, as it seemed, but a zloty, memory of the recent street GGIO in Poland! If De Stupidis already struggling to explain the way the euro in its briefs as to explain itself and to a hypothetical companion tico the Polish currency? I rec ontato to Miranda and Samantha and they immediately, my quesit or final, have responded in chorus: "Still, he's not even noticed." Yeah, like I did not think about it? Who voted mica has yet to have noticed something "strange" the ass ...

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I HAVE DECIDED!

Now stop asking for the resignation of Berlusconi, is so useless that is nailed to the chair so that it allows him not to go to the processes, and beginning to ask the RESIGNATION OF THE OPPOSITION.

This Parliament does not represent anyone, only the private interests of one who is perched in the Palace.

Come on, rise his ass and come away!

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LEISURE

Here we are! Finally ... We arrived breathless and late n appointment. The three of us to dinner, do some thousand years (or so it seems to us!). Before we have to get everything done. But everything, everything! Miranda has even had a bath and tto the two kittens home, after being scolded because they do not tto tasks, Samantha has already laid out the seven washing machines and remains hidden under the stairs, I made the usual c hilometri daily, equal to the distance to Florence to Paris to accompany the "fragile members of the family (mother and children) in their various movements. Fortuna are fragile, t oar at the thought of what it would be if I were not ...

The first ten-minutes-abundant reserve to them usual therapy, "increased self-esteem" (Morelli, thanks, thanks!). But we are unaware and for good reason. Oh, how we beautiful! "Samantha, you're fine with these pants!" "Well, I did not have much choice: the jeans are not I more", "Miranda, the feathers ino ro sso? But it is trendy! "," Useless, took to the streets for events that lie ahead "," Wilma, the dress is a love ...", "Yes, unfortunately I had to take even the airbag, was built ...".

arrive at the restaurant; tonight Sa Mantha exaggerated, it is too good, we'll pay the bill? The waiter comes to us, smiling and twenty years old: Oh God as a good beginning the evening ... On the other hand, the cultural model of the President affects us echevelodicoafà?! We have reserved a table for four, asked if we wait for the absent. The absent?! Who is it? Samantha with a questioning look but her, as usual, ready to exploit any situation to our advantage, seraphic responds: "No, no not expect it, if it is, altrime nts we eat that we have a degree of hunger. " Uh! These teens! H to understand So the table for four ... Absent becomes part of the evening. "But coming?" "If it gets close to you Wilma, so it falls into the cleavage ..."," No, do not! He's afraid to come. We are three! "," ... But look at that, not to come, what is lost. "

ordain wonderful dishes: soup of clams, potatoes, eggplant and small cubes of crusty bread, squid stuffed with vegetables, risotto served in a bowl of Parmesan cheese (a e have eaten that!), spaghetti with seafood sauce with capers, parfait with toasted pine nuts, in a bed of berries. The menu obviously prepared Rosanna Lambertucci and, as can be easily understood, is strictly low-calorie: Not even an ounce h we have, indeed, probably stimulates the metabolism and something we are too skinny!

We talk about everything. Any topic o. An orgy of comments, phrases, stories, summaries, emotions. Samantha said that in the afternoon was with Kyra on Facebook. They did a test that includes fines for those who, on the "road of sex," he comb ined big: Samantha took a € 400 fine (or was 4000?).

Miranda says: "Have you read the last comment by Pol? Scolds us ... We are becoming too serious ... I think our friend is right, you need to be happy about the n this country? ". But then we laugh in spite of everything.

Wilma tells a little 'of his trip to Poland and the visit to the camp at the "Memorial Day"; guests of friends, placed in a cot so pretty but so small that ...

Samantha had a fight with Zorro, he tries approaches drawn from literary text "Kamasutra" to make peace: not the way it is a responsible and mature couple?

Let's talk about life as a couple of days that pass, the bedroom to change, enthusiasm and broken dreams.

Lately we are a bit 'tired. It can be said? Yes, between us we can.

Miranda takes away :"... sometimes the afternoon, when not at work ... well, every now and then eh? I know ... I do not know if you ... Well, I sleep. " There's a moment of silence. sleep?! The afternoon? But he had not said that our free time, at forty, no longer having to breastfeed and watch the children in sight, we would only and exclusively dedicated to our valuable therapeutic and hobbies? No, I say, we crashed on the couch and sleep while waiting out there are gyms to tone our buttocks, HAIRDRESSER yearning to paint a single hair-like white to avoid any appearance of decay, beauticians who was horrified to see the our nails, corsets and courses to learn how to make necklaces, paintings, cabinets, walls and houses?

After the silence we go out into the open. Nude as the king in the fairy tale by Andersen. Yes, Samantha, and I also have taken the bad habit. Just shows a window of free time, Zac!, Bed and sound sleep! But we are more pretentious of Miranda plunges us right on the bed, spot couch! The class is not water !

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E 'since I want to publish it but for one reason or another I've been putting off! This beautiful

spatula is now on the wall of our house and makes her look like a summer house by the sea even though we are in the Po valley! The evening finished work, the light created a fascinating effect of shadows on the wall, I did pose Mimmo and here is a portrait of art teacher!

Here is the "master" at work!

The house was a mess for a few days but the result is spendidido!

Greetings Until next

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continue the protests and demonstrations against Silvio Berlusconi.

Tomorrow the women will touch will be felt in all Italian cities.

Indignant, the Prime Minister said:

" E 'unacceptable in a democratic country!

I will climb the Hill and ask for the resignation of the Italian people "

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HELL ON EARTH

's three and can not sleep. I turn around in bed to no avail. The episode lasts and detailed, decision directive on "rubbish" I was thrown into hell. The city of eco-bales, stacked like pyramids funeral for several square miles, was like his own, in effect, to a Dante's circle. Then zolfatare, with their harmful fumes caused by trash buried pain, the way of waste piled along the edges for various, endless miles to Julian, the leachate spill in the Bay of Naples, the appearance of suspected slimy white worms on the beach , a sewage treatment plant by one million euro, which has never worked, the miraculous Acerra incinerator, which opened with great fanfare by the President of pretend to , militarized worse than a NATO base, the increase of dysplasia observed by doctors, sprayed on deodorant to hide waste, in vain, their nauseating stench, landfills constructed with the exception of the government beneplacido, reclamation of land ever made, pumpkins and eggplants do not reach maturity, poisoned aquifers and closed, and finally indifference Bertolaso, that arrogant, misleading and embarrassing questions to deny the evidence of the facts. And behind all this, poor governance, squandering of public money (those involved in the collection of garbage in Campania are twice as many compared to all other regions), the political propaganda that does not listen to reason, that does not accept criticism, which denies the problem, and most importantly the hands of the Camorra on companies you had to take the waste for which it was cheaper not to activate the collection. Riccardo Iacona bluntly observes: the "bad policy has turned garbage into gold and the health of citizens in junk . For money, have transformed one of the most beautiful in the world into a manure pit, and the beautiful sea in a sewer. And all this just for the money, pursuing a distorted view of wealth and selfish, that's just personal and material accumulation of stuff. And, ultimately, useless if their children too, just like ours, you plunge into a sea contaminated if, like us, can not know how poisonous are the vegetables they eat, they drink milk, 's air breathe. Bastards, they built a hell from which even they, despite the power, friendships important, political connections, they can save themselves.

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Why? Why are

man and a father, husband, brother, son, grandson, son, friend, colleague of women who are angry and stoves for the ruin that is done every day of their dignity as well as I am and I think that no one can pull out, continue to remain indifferent and pretend nothing happened!

participate with a recipe of my land which I had already pubbici time ago and propose again as I had posted the first time:

the sauce.

typical winter dish,

the sauce should be served hot and necessarily accompanied by the " Pitta, "

typical bread of Catanzaro.

Ingredients: 500 Gr

leg of pork, bacon, pork Gr 200, Gr 300 offal (heart - lung - language) nr. 1 glass of robust red wine, nr. 3 - 4 bay leaves, tomato sauce rich, nr. 1 to 2 hot peppers, salt, extra virgin olive

Procedure:

Cut into small pieces all the same leg of pork, bacon, offal and brown with a few tablespoons of olive oil in a frying pan very large turning them to brown them well.

Then add the red wine blend, then add plenty of tomato sauce, should entirely cover the meat and let simmer on low heat for at least 2 hours.

Keep checking that the tomato does not dry out too much, perhaps add a few tablespoons of hot water.

half cooked, season with salt and add the chili.

Bon appetit!
best, the next

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OBLIGATION TO PARTICIPATE

go by days since that vote, since that shameful referendum on the workers of Mirafiori, but the anger, dejection, shame, fear and fatigue did not abandon me. I can not help but write. I can not help but to feel my dissent. I thought a thousand times in those hands that have traced the "NO", blackmailed by the job loss, crushed by the ominous promise of an uncertain future and the charge of having been responsible for human dignity but with a stronger than any attempt to subdue. I thought of those eyes that have focused on the "NO", choosing against the privilege of certainty, against the force of those who hold economic power over the image, as a celebration of hope still dwells in the hearts of the people, in spite of those who cultivate the opposite. I thought that those hands, those eyes, those hearts that day there were no age, and if they were twenty loads of expectations of those who have the life ahead and the strength of designing and imagine all the possibilities each man should have. Those "NO", so incredible that it makes you doubt that may have been so many (the 45.95%! Not a joke ...), are the voice of our past, of my father who died of lung cancer after breathing for years at the factory, the dust of steel processing, including exhausting shifts and low wages, are the promise for the future of my children I teach social equity, justice and duty to rebel against injustice, but also the privileges. I wanted to see those workers, those here, that of "NO", the evening that have voted: I am sure, were full of passion, more emotion in between the stomach and the heart, right here, in the middle, despite the ending of certain of victory "YES", mocking and full of strength. That night, have made love to their women, it is safe. And life, for one day, stopped on that "NO": nothing has been important. Neither Marchionne, or cruelty to manipulate an instrument of democratic participation in a manner so immoral, nor the Consequences to which they were facing. That "NO" has been a revolution, like it or not. And it is only the beginning.

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