Virtual Vacuums: The Disease Of Social Networking

Or Twittering In Silence

A certain pathos has become the crippling disease of the soul of western civilization. Particularly in America, a deep sadness haunts our obsessive pursuit of individual excellence – the lone ranger embarked on the solitary and strenuous path of achievement – leading to the slow but certain destruction of real autonomy and vital consanguinity, as the final bell tolls for the imminent demise of family, kin, and community.  And what are the symptoms of this disease?

Having fought so hard to realize our ill-defined and poorly-considered quest for individuality at all costs, we have inadvertently (or perhaps intentionally) created virtual ‘communities,’ disembodied worlds that enable us to remain unfettered and unscathed by the fleshiness of personal contact and the intimacy of real relationships. The physical world gone, we now sit self-directed and self-enclosed, safeguarding our lunacy, our anonymity, our unspoken weaknesses and our unsightly blemishes.  Safely they remain tucked away in our tweets and our twitters.  Our longing has created its perfect match; a pathetic, substitute world in which we call unseen strangers friends and collect electronic followers to “tweet” while we engage in highly cultivated and dissembling displays of honesty and self-disclosure.

I will say again, what I voiced last week:

[These new] global villages… are erector set villages, artfully crafted from our own infantile dreams… They claim to “connect us.”  But, it is a hollow promise aimed at disarming a potential epidemic of cultural alienation that might otherwise expose the tinkerers on the scaffolding propping up the gloss of our blueprinted lives.

And all of this activity is generated with the sole purpose (often unbeknownst to us) of giving our lives a sense of importance, of sharing, of community, of the relationality that is genuinely missing from our real everyday experience.  We have achieved the ultimate in self-possessed independence, so much so that we now yearn unconsciously for the ‘connectedness’ that we worked so diligently to free ourselves of in the first instance.

We share the trivialities of our daily goings-on, our clumsy missteps, and our secret privacies with those who would be watching us – our friends or followers.  We are all voyeurs and exhibitionists seeking the thrill of connectivity without the weighty consequences of real live community or sensuous commitment.

We are pathetic in our desperate outreach, our selfish grasping for attention, for recognition, for acceptance (“I have more friends/followers than you!”). And yet, at the same time these “tweets” have their nerve, the gall to speak about the lack of human communication in the world they inhabit daily.  Imagine, they cannot communicate with others in that real world, so they cobble together a world of interlocutors to complain about the lack of real communication in their hum-drum lives. And all of this tinkering is aimed at the dispensation of folk wisdom and other idiocies — miniature homilies condensed into 140 or 240 characters.  We are bombarded with so many proverbs and anecdotes about correct behavior,  achieving success, and being happy; about how to communicate online and how to get more followers; as well as loftier topics like love, the good, the right, the true, the beautiful and, of course, the Tao.  And they all welcome one another with good morning wishes and good night kisses.

Then again, perhaps this betrays a deeper pathos, our discomfort with the natural silence that surrounds us.  And so, rather than abide such silence, we prefer to fill it up with any noise just to hide our distress.  And while it may provide us with an illusion of meaningful discourse, and the vague comfort of fitting-in, it really does nothing of the kind.  In fact, such “communication” becomes a malicious sham to keep us from focusing on our own disaffection and loneliness so that we fail to appreciate the pleasure of silence in recovering ourselves from this culturally-imposed estrangement, and hearkening again to that authentic, faintly, wild voice within.

Finally, all of these friends and followers of ours have very clever names or descriptions of themselves: “philosopher on the loose,” “geniusartistic,” “biomodern magician,” “intuitioneer,” “discerner of archetypes,” “racialicious,” “americansatori,” “cardiotonic psychedelia.”  Oh! You who believe you are free and freely-associating as you please.  You are just following the protocols of those manufacturers of post-modern experience who pull the strings and make you dance.  Truly we have become hollow men (and women). All I have to say is good night tweets – sleep tight.


I want to clarify to my readers, gracious as they are and continue to be, I am not critical of blogging or the dialogue that it enables.  I do feel this mode of communication can bring like-minded people together.  But, the social networking phenomenon cannot substitute for the real life fleshy reality that confronts you in another person physically present. Just as the artificial environments of malls and grocery stores cannot substitute for hunting or foraging.  No matter what you are hunting for!

33 Responses to Virtual Vacuums: The Disease Of Social Networking

  1. John Bollig says:


    the various online communiites that have come into existance over the past twenty or so years of internet traffic have been most useful to myself and many other isolated people with disabiling conditions. When you are the only person in the school with a particular condition or disability, you yearn for information, comradeship and understanding. Likewise, I think you must balance the online world with your own real world experiences. Like all things in life , moderation in all things is a good thing. I do think however, that there is a crushing need for the reality of our world. People have no clue what is going on in the real world, something that will bite them dearly. As I scramble to prepare for TEOTWAWKI, I see the masses willfully unprepared for their impending disaster.

    • kulturcritic says:

      Yes, John, they are unprepared to say the least.

      And I do not doubt the utility of networking with a specific purpose in view, especially for those of us who might be disabled and unable to find community otherwise in this wasteland we call civilization. As I have said in previous posts, we are products of this environment, and our natural tools have been discarded voluntarily or not while we have come to depend upon the new tools made available to us by our culture. There is no turning back, we must survive using the only means available, and that includes IT. Just be cognizant of the continued alienation it imposes upon your psyche.

  2. Disaffected says:

    WOW! Sandy, you have nailed another one, and as our personal communications over the past two days have clearly alluded to, this is a subject that’s near and dear to my heart at the current time.

    First of all, the uncomfortable connections to blogging and/or the now decidedly old school method of email are seemingly quite disturbing at first blush. However, as you rightly point out (however less pointedly than I might have liked), even those relatively impersonal modes of communication now, less than 10-15 years after their inception, seem relatively – indeed VERY – robust compared to the latest social networking fads. A very curious state of affairs indeed where we find that the more connected we are with everyone, the less connected we find ourselves connected with anyone.

    As I said in our personal communications this week, this has been particularly troubling to me as of late. It has contributed to a personal “existential crisis” of sorts in connecting, whereupon I’ve finally come to the realization that one of the major reasons for my failure to fully connect with some people that are very dear to me is that we are literally existing on two entirely different planes of existence, two entirely different references of time.

    In the fully connected world, EVERYTHING is scheduled and coordinated ahead of time. So much so, that most “interactions” are entirely virtual in the first place. Indeed, that seems to be the goal in the “fully connected world” from the start. To reduce all human interactions to virtual interactions, and to reap the “rewards” thereafter. In the business world I can MAYBE sympathize with this mentality to some small degree (face to face meetings in environments which facilitate that to an excessive degree [I currently work in just such an environment] are clearly non-productive and an obvious waste of time); although in truth, most major business school thinking has shifted into neutral regarding this line of thinking.

    The trouble of course with the fully connected world is it’s insidious all-encompassing nature. Fully connected doesn’t merely want some of the market, it wants ALL OF THE MARKET AND THEN SOME!

    “Fully Connected” has the unmitigated balls to tell me when I’m alone with the woman I love to tell me (pardon my French, but I use it for deliberate effect), “Motherfucker, who are YOU to resist me? I’ll interrupt your pitiful little pitter-patter at will, and you are helpless before me. Who are YOU in the MERE flesh and blood to resist my electronic omnipotence?”

    To which I humbly reply, “You are correct Fully Connected, assuming of course the woman I love falls under your spell as well. Fortunately I, as well as the woman I love, still exercise free will, and I can assure you that no woman I ever give my heart to again will be under your spell. BE GONE MOTHERFUCKER, and haunt us no more.”

    In the end, it REALLY DOES come down to such admittedly over simplifications as that. Are we going to allow ourselves to be swept along with every stupid incremental step into the void of human irrelevance, OR are we going to draw a line in the sand somewhere along the line and say enough is enough?

    Once again, I’m not optimistic about the whole “human experiment” in this or any other regard, but as for me and mine, I’ve said enough is a GODDAMN enough! This fucking bullshit has to stop somewhere, and the time to stop it is NOW!


    • Disaffected says:

      I now make it standard practice that if I’m in a personal engagement of any kind and get interrupted by electronic shit of any kind (I’ll make an occasional exception if it’s a working lunch or something of that nature, or if the individual explains beforehand that they’re awaiting an important phone call or similar, and apologizes for any possible interruptions.) to just get up and walk out without explanation. If they ask later, and it will be several days later before they get a response from me, I let them know what I thought about their behavior and that I won’t tolerate it ever again. Often as not, that ends our relationship, to which I reply: GOOD FUCKING RIDDANCE!

      I’ve also decided, after long consideration, to buy a cell phone jammer for the car. It plugs into the cigarette lighter much like a radar detector and jams cell phone signals for a specified (50′?) radius around the car while you move. What’s not to love? Can’t wait to put that little baby to work.

    • kulturcritic says:

      Yes, DA – it does seem to demand recognition and vigilance.. this new world of the ‘global village.’ But, as I have said, it becomes a system that obligates us in a world that necessitates its use and usefulness. There is no escaping the omnipotence of the monster; it is all encompassing, and it will become more so in short order. However, it is facing collapse, as the infrastructure of our ‘great’ culture beginning to take its last breath in the face of environmental overshoot. This world is unsustainable, and when it crumbles so too will many of these new tools which have become like a second skin to many of us.

      • Disaffected says:


        As I’ve alluded to, I’ve had a major epiphany with regard to all of this as of late. I’m not sure how it’s all going to turn out just yet, but I’m absolutely sure that there’s a sea change in order for me. It was a long time coming, and this time it’s for real. Thank goodness for change. It’s what makes/keeps us alive.


  3. You aren’t the only one… check out the latest “South Park” about Facebook…. too funny, and right on point.

  4. Anarchrist says:

    Hey now, this is a subject close to my heart (actually aren’t they all?), and I’ve only just now read last week’s post so it seems pointless to comment there even though I’d like to, perhaps I can muster some personal input in general to convey my two cents. Who knows what I might come out with, I change like the weather, but I read this at just the right time to be in a position to comment so here goes…

    Sandy – Correct in every way (though you don’t need me to tell you that), ‘Social Networking’ is simply a logical culmination of the Media Industrial Complex as a system of indoctrination, subversion and isolation of individuals (divided we fall). The replacement for community & family. Welcome to The Matrix, please remain still while we attach the probes. Incredible how we as a species have opted for this new system without ever looking into the consequences of so altering our collective minds – still we are rash and stupid, what’s so new about that? This article is a little out of date, but still makes its point clearly:

    That’s actually not a bad tie-in for a comment on last week’s rather more complex post, it’s all basically the same thing after all, isn’t it? Evolving systems of people management, encompassing tech-wizardry, systematic brutality, religious dogma, and political pageantry. And so here we stand on the brink, after 5500 years of ‘progress’ in a particular direction, at the very apex of what our reality will allow. I don’t care to get into the right and wrong of it, it’s simultaneously confusing and heart-rending and it doesn’t suit my highly-strung nature. Besides, it is irrelevant, as the underpinning ‘fleshy’ reality is crumbling to dust, even as we avert our gaze to bathe in the glow of the saccharine-sweet digital eye-candy that haunts us throughout our daily life.

    I’ve spent my share of time glued to a screen, and I still do in fact (clearly), but truth be told I’ll shed no tears for a world refreshingly devoid of them, and I for one would relish a little more space to quietly contemplate. As a cynical, frustrated teenager, a true Generation Xer, I’ve looked to digital media to fill the void, to silence the screams from deep in my subconscious at being forced to live in an insane world. Of course it’s a compulsive pursuit, it is inherently empty and as such must be constantly chased, often leading into destructive feedback loops. A fool’s errand, without end and devoid of respite.

    Other attempts to cope have included experimenting with drugs (always popular, often fashionable), not to mention with different modes of thought, different activities, even different personalities. I’ve found faith (of a sort), lost it, and found myself lurking in the darkness at the very bottom of my being. After all that, you know what I realise? It’s all optional but breathing, so start there and work upward. It doesn’t pay to be too attached to who you think you are, what you think you know, and especially how others see you (the acute focus of Facebook et al). At root, I am no-one, no-thing, just an empty vessel waiting to be filled, and from that place I can be anyone I need to be.

    Then what, you ask? That’s the hard part really – once empty, what drives you? I’m sure Sandy would agree, it’s simply that which we have forgotten. The problem with all Hierarchy is that it represents a system of top-down control, and what we need to regain is a bottom-up experience. The chatter of the world fills us up and we are lost in it, words and ideas coming down from on-high, “but at least” our subconscious tells us “we are not lonely”. I would suggest that loneliness is an optional response to aloneness, and that one must be alone to find ones own voice and breath. I maintain that we are culturally conditioned to fear aloneness, isolation, as a form of punishment. We feel exposed, walking alone in the dark we get a shiver down the spine and are filled with a desire to run, why? Besides the obvious (wolf, bear etc.) I believe that we wish to run from our own cavernous depths, we fear the INNER animal. Personally mine looks a lot like a dog. I say dog, but he’s a huge fucking wolf-hound kinda thing with a mouth like a shark. And he can run a lot faster than me. Every once in a while I still get the heebie jeebies on a dark night in the rain and fog, but at least when my subconscious starts to fuck with me I can just take a deep breath and try to embrace that hairy slobbering phantom for what it is: a part of me.

    Too freaky? Probably. I never can tell where I’m going when I sit down to write something. My own poor delicate ego aside, what I will say to anyone who will listen is this: We are all alone, that is the purpose of being human – To be separate, distinct. But at a deeper level of reality we are all connected, there is no you, no me, no them & us, and what you do to one of us you do to us all, and for all the sophistication of language it remains a crude form of communication, so accept that you will never be fully understood in this way, never be truly KNOWN. We don’t need Facebook to ‘connect’ our babbling minds, because if we can find the space listen to our deeper voice it tells us that all is one. This is the essence of truth at the core of all religion, you can pretty much pick and choose all the rest on merit. But always there are the middlemen, merchants, twisting and contorting out of vanity and for personal gain. Fortunately we don’t need them if we can only catch our breath and find our true voice – it can lead us wherever we need to go.

    • Disaffected says:

      I’ve found faith (of a sort), lost it, and found myself lurking in the darkness at the very bottom of my being. After all that, you know what I realise? It’s all optional but breathing, so start there and work upward. It doesn’t pay to be too attached to who you think you are, what you think you know, and especially how others see you (the acute focus of Facebook et al). At root, I am no-one, no-thing, just an empty vessel waiting to be filled, and from that place I can be anyone I need to be.

      Very nice.

      Social networking (and I include texting, which seems to have now officially replaced actual talking on a cell phone, which was in itself horrible enough) is the substitution of an artificial reality, which in fact doesn’t really exist, for an actual reality, which in the case of many if not most users, doesn’t actually exist either. It’s by definition vacuous. A mindless activity to fill the void left over from inhabiting a meaningless existence in a meaningless time in a meaningless culture where all activities have been reduced to mere “transactions,” more often than not monetary in nature, and everyone is now officially keeping score. And of course it doesn’t hurt that such fully connectedness allows hierarchical power to be applied just all that much easier either now, does it? And yet the lambs remain eager as ever to be fleeced. Can the mutton stew be far behind?

      • Disaffected says:

        A personal note. We had a young single mother up here killed last summer while on the way to work in a head on accident with a pickup. The pickup driver, as you might have guessed walked away from the accident with only scratches. The cause? He had been texting while driving, crossed over the highway centerline, and squashed her and her compact sedan like a bug on his grill (even the “edited for public consumption” accident pictures were gruesome). She was only working that day to make up for time she had taken earlier in the week for her 1 year old daughter’s first birthday. I never followed up on the charges and/or eventual criminal penalties the pickup driver faced, but really, what does it matter? A young woman died and her daughter is left without a parent for no other reason than some ignorant MF felt compelled to scratch his “virtual itch” at exactly the wrong time and place. And this case is just typical of thousands more like it. I shake my head at the rampant stupidity unleashed within this land and thank my lucky stars that I’m on the back nine of life. If the stupidity doesn’t get me first.

    • kulturcritic says:

      Anarchrist – interesting article, but I think the good doctor misreads what the hegemony wants… they want us infantilized and drugged, hooked on spectacle, and slavishly isolated in our boxes.

      “As a cynical, frustrated teenager, a true Generation Xer, I’ve looked to digital media to fill the void, to silence the screams from deep in my subconscious at being forced to live in an insane world.” I think this quote of yours says it all AC. The void is felt as anonymity, alienation and self estrangement… and these tools fit right in to concretizing that sensibility.

      Now, go be a good boy, ROVER!!

    • StrayCat says:

      This article you linked to is dynamite. I sent it to my son, as he’s raising two great children. Could it be that Facebook among others is one more step in the civilization process of removing us from ourselves? First, leaders not chosen by the community, then forced work and in time shackles. Then armies and “allegiances”, then the workshop, then radio, which began the homogenization of culture and the erasure of differences. TV was next. Useful, but devastating in its effects on our children and our conversations. Now, Facebook, and the emptying of content for form, the use of code, as with Twitter, to further shorten both the sense data and the ideas. lol/. Of course, the possibilities of these machines for increasing awareness exists, but with ease of the flow of words comes the greater difficulty in actually taking the time and effort to think, to contemplate, to turn ideas and facts around and upside down to see the real shape of it. An idea that has not been turned and fondled, put away and taken up again is nothing but a pop up scene from the four year old’s bookshelf.

      Worse, for many, is the false sensation of belonging that Facebook provides. If we belong somewhere, even if just in the cloud, then things can’t be as bad as they seem. We will get through this. Like hell.

  5. Disaffected says:

    This one’s totally off point – I got it over at Kunstler’s site this morning – but it is by far the best jeremiad that I have ever read on any subject by anyone. And the guy walked the walk as well. He set himself on fire to prove his points. Don’t think anyone could possibly ask more than that as proof of conviction. Simply amazing!

    Last statement sent to Sentinel from self-immolation victim

  6. Brutus says:

    It’s probably just me, since I saw the futility and nonsense of the social networking world from the start, but the responses above sound like hysterical overreactions of people who were burned and spurned by something they had embraced with gusto only to discover there was nothing really there. The analysis above is correct, but what’s with all the breast beating?

    The phrase that resonates with me is “our discomfort with the natural silence around us.” It’s said that nature abhors a vacuum. Well, I guess people fear silence, but not just the absence of sound. We also fear the silence of inactivity and disconnectedness, of isolation. I blogged about this but called it the peril of boredom.

    • Disaffected says:

      The analysis above is correct, but what’s with all the breast beating?

      Good point. I don’t really know. Maybe it’s just my age, but the whole inter-connected all the time really gets to me. That’s why I don’t carry a cell/smart phone, Blackberry, or even a laptop. I draw the line at a physical desk/location where I’m officially open for business. Anywhere else, and I’m not.

      But the electronic distractions while driving certainly are unconscionable. And they’re showing no signs of letting up anytime soon, in spite of the many recent public service messages we’ve been hearing. I can easily envision this problem eclipsing DUIs in the near future, if they haven’t already, keeping in mind that many such accidents are probably never reported.

    • kulturcritic says:

      Hey Brutus. Thanks for speaking up. There is a fear of silence; but, the irony is that individualism has led to isolation. We have created our own hall of horrors!!

      • pixelwhiplash says:


        I don’t think individualism, or the pursuit of, has led to isolation. Rather, too many people mistake isolation for individualism.

  7. John Bollig says:

    DA, others,

    When I look at the various writers that I seek guidance from on the issue of the near term survival due to the collapse of the oil culture, I look to eugene linden and Jared Diamond. Just gone over one of linden’s books on the future and he theorized that a cyclonic super event would bring the world to its knees very quickly. Maybe within six months total time. A combination of an economic collapse with a natural disaster like a super volcanic eruption could trigger an climatic meltdown. this one two punch could lead to rapid population decline and a general collapse of civilization. 75 to 90 % population losses would be the norm, not the exception. So, when the house of cards starts to collapse, it will wipe whole population groups to the levels of pre industrial eras. Those with the least resources will suffer first and the powers that be will be last to gnash their teeth in pain. I do not believe that those who dislike the west will be the last to suffer, on the contrary, those who loath us will be dropping like flies first. Internally, within the nation itself, I see two groups that will feel the pressure almost immediately, first, the unprepared middle class and poor. These two groups are clueless. They actually have faith in a system that we all know is doomed. The sheeple will all start to feel the pressure shortly after they can’t go to the 7-11 for their Big Gulp and chips. Most suburbanites fall into this catagory. The second group to fall into the abyss will be the poor, who have neither the information nor the money to prepare for the end of the oil culture. For the poor, it is going to be rioting and looting of the cities that is going to be a short term survival strategy. It might work for a few, but for most, it will be a trip to the grave. I do think that eventually we will stabilize but only after a 75 – 90 percent population drop. Those who are unable to cope with the tide of death that will surely tag along with the chaos of the death of the oil culture will be those net citizens who lack the skills to cope with a reality that does not include electric power, instant messaging, the internet or any other new fangled invention of the 20th century. We will have no choice but to band together with our surviving human beings and go back to a feudal society. The shock of massive population loss along with the end of the oil culture may in fact destroy civilization as we know it.

    • kulturcritic says:

      Yes, but it is so interesting to see how the NORMALS are going about life, as if nothing is happening or imminent.

    • Disaffected says:


      On the upside, it’s going to be just the same after you and I are gone as well. Take heart my friend, the future is in the hands of the youth. And make no mistake, the youth have their OWN plans for their future. As it should be.

      We who are temporarily in charge of things ALWAYS mistake our ways as permanent. And we’re ALWAYS wrong. Go figure.

      Just as the current youth will be as well. And those after them ad infinitum as well.

      It’s a process. Let it go. We HAVE to.


    • kulturcritic says:

      John, it certainly seems to me the correct conclusion. Civ will be done!

  8. Mike says:


    As the British comedian Jack Dee said regarding the internet and the young, “You’re not surfing, dude, you’re sitting alone in your bedroom, typing.”

    As for the “always connected, all the time” folks, well, some people seem to need that level of noise. I’d like to see more people sitting under trees in the park and thinking, but that’s not going to happen while I’m walking this earth. We live in a stressed society that gets worse all the time. If people need the noise to keep their marbles, well, “judge not lest ye be judged.”

    • Disaffected says:

      As for the “always connected, all the time” folks, well, some people seem to need that level of noise. I’d like to see more people sitting under trees in the park and thinking, but that’s not going to happen while I’m walking this earth. We live in a stressed society that gets worse all the time. If people need the noise to keep their marbles, well, “judge not lest ye be judged.”


      Very well put. Good advice for us oldsters who seem to be in need of it lately. Although, every now and then my faith is renewed…


  9. Hasdrubal Barca says:

    Thanks Sandy. Your post reminded me of an article I read earlier in the year. I had to look it up again because some of the comments were quite revealing as to how artificially necessary cell phones have become.

    Thoreau’s Cellphone Experiment

  10. Disaffected says:

    Seems appropriate.

    It’s just another day in paradise
    As you stumble to your bed
    You’d give anything to silence
    Those voices ringing in your head
    You thought you could find happiness
    Just over that green hill
    You thought you would be satisfied
    But you never will-
    Learn to be still

    We are like sheep without a shepherd
    We don’t know how to be alone
    So we wander ’round this desert
    And wind up following the wrong gods home
    But the flock cries out for another
    And they keep answering that bell
    And one more starry-eyed messiah
    Meets a violent farewell-
    [ From: ]
    Learn to be still
    Learn to be still

    Now the flowers in your garden
    They don’t smell so sweet so sweet
    Maybe you’ve forgotten
    The heaven lying at your feet


    There are so many contradictions
    In all these messages we send
    (We keep asking)
    How do I get out of here?
    Where do I fit in?
    Though the world is torn and shaken
    Even if your heart is breakin’
    It’s waiting for you to awaken
    And someday you will-
    Learn to be still
    Learn to be still

    You just keep on runnin’
    Keep on runnin’


  11. Disaffected says:

    But ENTIRELY better still…

    I love to watch a woman dance
    She bows her head and lifts her hands
    Her hips begin to circle slowly
    Her eyes have closed; her face is holy
    She holds the whole world in trance
    I love to watch a woman dance
    Yeah, I love to watch a woman dance

    She likes the slow songs of love lost
    They take her a million miles away
    ‘Cause to dream, sometimes, is the only way
    To go places you can’t get to any other way
    Our eyes connect; she takes my hand
    I love to watch a woman dance
    Yeah, I love to watch a woman dance

    I feel my heart beating, and I wonder

    [ From: ]

    Will it ever satisfy my longing?
    I’m gonna hold on to you for as long as I can
    For who knows, this dance may be our only dance

    So we danced together, close and slow
    So slow we’re almost standing still
    Her warm breath against my neck
    Slowly breaking down my will
    The room spins so I can barely stand
    The song ends; then, she lets go of my hand
    There?s so much I don?t understand
    But I love to watch a woman dance
    Yeah, I love to watch a woman dance

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