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    <title>Regularly Scheduled Programming</title>
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    <published>2008-05-06T22:57:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T22:59:01Z</updated>
    
    <summary>When I was in college and slightly after, I wrote down a lot of hilarious lists. In fact, a friend and I used to fill entire notebooks with lists, until access to technology allowed us to start filling floppy disks...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>When I was in college and slightly after, I wrote down a lot of hilarious lists. In fact, a friend and I used to fill entire notebooks with lists, until access to technology allowed us to start filling floppy disks instead. When that technology started to disappear, I printed out the good lists I could find and put them away with the notebooks. I've completely forgotten the majority of the lists, but one popped into my mind today.</p>

<p>The list was "Things in Contention for Being Our Favorite" and it was very long. It included all kinds of great things like old men with huge glasses, rodeo clowns, and gale-force winds. When we looked at the list, we could never tell you what our absolute favorite thing was (it was futile to even guess) but every item on the list was definitely in contention.</p>

<p>Anyway, today as I was walking down the street, not really knowing where I was going, not really having any kind of plan about what I should do for the rest of the day, I thought, "This is in contention for being my favorite." Meanwhile, people rushed by on their way home from work or to the grocery store or to pick up their kids from daycare. They all had things to do and deadlines to meet. The biggest decision I had to make was whether to turn left or right at the next block.</p>

<p>Don't get me wrong; This doesn't happen very often. Normally, I'm the person driving down the street frowning at all the lazy bums who are moseying along without a care. Which is I why I love being the bum. I scowl at them out of envy.</p>

<p>I remember seeing a 1960s movie on TV, when I was in high school in the 80s. Who knows what the movie was, but I vividly recall a scene in which a couple of guys pull their car up to a couple of girls who are sitting on the sidewalk. "Wanna go to San Francisco?" One of the guys asks. The girls look at each other and shrug. "Sure," they say, and climb in the car. Even though my teenage brain was fascinated by such casualness, I never went on to build my own life in that way, and truth be told I wouldn't want to live like entirely like that. Still, plenty of balance in that direction is essential to my happiness.</p>

<p>Around the time when we made the lists, another thing I enjoyed doing was getting lost on purpose. It's great in a car, but even getting lost on foot or on a bike is fun. The whole time, I'm wondering "Where the hell am I?" and "What the hell goes on in that place?" and "Who are these people?" Meanwhile, those people are looking at me wondering what I'm doing in their neighborhood and what I'm looking for. The best and worst thing that can happen in that situation is for someone to actually ask you what you're looking for. </p>

<p>"Salvation," is the best response, even though I don't even know what that means.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Homegrown Slideshow</title>
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    <published>2008-05-02T00:32:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T00:37:52Z</updated>
    
    <summary> As I mentioned, I&apos;ll be celebrating and photographing throughout the week, so here&apos;s an embedded slideshow of the festivities, hopefully updated on a nightly basis. Rock....</summary>
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<p>As I mentioned, I'll be celebrating and photographing throughout the week, so here's an embedded slideshow of the festivities, hopefully updated on a nightly basis. </p>

<p>Rock.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Homegrown Music Festival: The Photos</title>
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    <published>2008-04-29T07:49:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T08:00:33Z</updated>
    
    <summary> I&apos;ve taken this week off from work (as I do every year) to attend the Homegrown Music Festival here in Duluth. Someday, when the rest of the local population realizes its greatness, the whole city will just shut down...</summary>
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<p>I've taken this week off from work (as I do every year) to attend the <a href="http://www.duluthhomegrown.com/DHGMF_sched.html">Homegrown Music Festival</a> here in Duluth. Someday, when the rest of the local population realizes its greatness, the whole city will just shut down for the week and everyone will have the day off aside from essential services (police, firefighters, bartenders, and cab drivers). </p>

<p>Anyhow, I'll be photographing a lot of activity during the week, which will all be documented <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/bchase/tags/homegrownmusicfestival2008/">here</a>.</p>

<p>Other people will undoubtedly be photographing things as well, and that will hopefully be documented <a href="http://flickr.com/photos/tags/homegrownmusicfestival2008/">here</a>.</p>

<p>You might also want to check <a href="http://www.perfectduluthday.com">Perfect Duluth Day</a> for textual updates.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Notebooks Seen at Walgreens</title>
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    <published>2008-04-25T00:59:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T01:02:33Z</updated>
    
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<entry>
    <title>Your Tax Service Smells Like Balls</title>
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    <published>2008-04-21T05:31:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-21T06:30:09Z</updated>
    
    <summary>My taxes are not complicated. I have one job, no dependents, and I own practically nothing of interest to the IRS, unless some government-employed CPA wants to come over to my apartment and play Guitar Hero III or watch season...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>My taxes are not complicated. I have one job, no dependents, and I own practically nothing of interest to the IRS, unless some government-employed CPA wants to come over to my apartment and play Guitar Hero III or watch season two of Northern Exposure. But since I hate doing arithmetic and I hate dealing with the US Mails  even moreso, I always use one of the many free eFile options available to those citizens whose lives are uncomplicated by either children or excess wealth.</p>

<p>This year I chose esmarttax by Liberty, because it was recommended to me by the IRS website, and because I used it last year. Let me tell you something. This service is so efficient that I just now successfully (fingers crossed) submitted my 2007 tax return. On the night of April 20th.</p>

<p>Quite a long time ago now -- a responsible time before the April 15th deadline -- I merrily hauled out my W2 and whatever bullshit forms I needed. I plugged in my numbers. The website added it all up for me and told me I was getting a refund. I hit submit. All was well in the world. </p>

<p>Several days later, I checked to see how things were coming. </p>

<p>REJECTED.</p>

<p>I looked up the error code, which consisted of four paragraphs of electronic taxspeak about left and right justification, alphanumeric entries, etc. It didn't tell me where ther error was, only that I had an error, and that that error was Error 0010. At the bottom it said "if you get error 0010, contact us." The only way to contact the service was by filling out a form, so I did.</p>

<p>And then I waited. For days. I was never contacted.</p>

<p>At this point I decided I should do something. I thought the "alphanumeric" thingy might relate to the fact that I abbreviated the word "street" in my address, and used a period after it. So I changed that and resubmitted. More days passed. I was rejected again for the same error code.</p>

<p>By now, it was April 15. I figured I had to do something, so I thought I might investigate the pay service, which costs $30 and allows you to talk to a real person on the phone. I clicked the link, expecting to be lead to more information and WAS IMMEDIATELY SIGNED UP FOR THE SERVICE. No request for confirmation, no warning, just a $30 charge to my freaking credit card. And the clicker -- get this -- I was then presented with the same form I'd filled out days earlier, only this time there was a field for my phone number. </p>

<p>I sighed and entered the exact information I'd entered before, along with my number. And then I waited. Days went by again. No call.</p>

<p>Around April 18, I thought it wise to call the IRS and ask them what I should do. I told them my circumstances. They were as baffled as I was. The only sympathy they could offer was that since I don't have to pay them, the April 15th deadline doesn't mean much to me. There's no late penalty if you're getting a refund. They told me to wait for Liberty to call me back, and if they didn't, to just mail in my return like a senior citizen.</p>

<p>Finally, today, Liberty called me back (hey, it only took 5 days, what do you expect for $30?). They basically told me that I had checked a box somewhere that shouldn't have been checked. "The IRS doesn't have an error code for that, so we just used the closest thing we could," the rep said. Nice. How about you forgo the code and use the goddamn English language? But then, you wouldn't have my $30 would you?</p>

<p>That was what I wanted to say, but I never talked to them. They called while I was at work and left a message on my voicemail.</p>

<p>esmarttax from Liberty, you smell like balls. Next year I'm going to walker myself up to the letter box and mail in my return. And it's all your fault.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Try This At Home</title>
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    <published>2008-04-19T18:27:13Z</published>
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    <summary>In the middle of the night, roll over in your sleep, in such a way that the corner of your pillow catches the (full) water glass on your nightstand and dumps the entire thing directly onto your face. I highly...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>In the middle of the night, roll over in your sleep, in such a way that the corner of your pillow catches the (full) water glass on your nightstand and dumps the entire thing directly onto your face.</p>

<p>I highly recommend it.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>&quot;I was so much older then, I&apos;m younger than that now.&quot;</title>
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    <published>2008-04-18T07:00:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-18T07:44:12Z</updated>
    
    <summary>So today I was reading Sarah Brown&apos;s post about her life&apos;s regrets (This sounds like a downer, but it&apos;s actually kind of fun, she writes, and I agree) and I was happily thinking about my own regrets, when suddenly I...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>So today I was reading <a href="http://queserasera.org/archives/001170.html">Sarah Brown's post</a> about her life's regrets (<em>This sounds like a downer, but it's actually kind of fun</em>, she writes, and I agree) and I was happily thinking about my own regrets, when suddenly I remembered one of the major problems of my youth, which made me actually laugh out loud (or LOL, for you kids out there). </p>

<p>When I was about 16, I seriously had the thought -- like most teenagers -- that I wanted to learn how to play guitar. Faced with this situation, some kids might get a guitar and immediately give it up as if it were a NordicTrack or a BowFlex. Other kids might incessantly talk about learning, but never gather the initiative or patience to actually do it. I, on the other hand, dismissed the thought outright, firmly believing that at 16 I was too old to begin the arduous task of learning to play the guitar. Too old. At 16. This was not the violin, and I was not interested in playing Mozart. I wanted to play Ramones songs -- three-chord songs written by drug-addicted doofuses.</p>

<p>In a similar vein, I remember seeing Lollapolooza II in 1992, which featured the Pearl Jam, the Jesus and Mary Chain, Soundgarden, Ice Cube, Ministry, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers. As I was getting ready to go to the concert, I remember thinking that at age 19, I had better enjoy Lollapolooza, because seriously, I was <em>already too old to attend such a thing</em>. (Two years later I saw Lollopolooza IV in 1994 with L7, Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, A Tribe Called Quest, the Breeders, George Clinton & the P-Funk All Stars, the Beastie Boys and the Smashing Pumpkins, and I felt even more awkward, being a <em>21-year-old</em> at such an event, though I thoroughly enjoyed seeing what were then my favorite bands.)</p>

<p>I always felt a lot older than I actually was, and I always had a lot of criticism for most of the people my age. I think I missed out on a lot of fun because of that, but then again, I can't be too sure of that, because I never felt like I suffered from a lack of fun. Most of my memories are pretty fun-filled, so it's hard to tell.</p>

<p>I think this whole trend stopped when I was around 27. It was then that I finally felt my age, which is weird because 27 is not too old to learn guitar or to attend Lollapolooza, or anything, really. Since age 27, I've learned numerous things -- probably more than I learned in my whole four years of college, actually. </p>

<p>Most of all, I've learned to ascertain the things I really am too old to do.</p>

<p>Read and appreciate Thomas Wolfe.</p>

<p>Add Facebook applications.</p>

<p>Go camping in the winter.</p>

<p>Unlike when I wanted to learn guitar at age 16, I have no desire to do these things. The thought of doing them absolutely rankles me. Yes, I just used the word "rankles." I am 35.</p>

<p>I still have plenty of fun.</p>]]>
        
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    <title>The Day After</title>
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    <published>2008-04-16T06:17:59Z</published>
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    <summary> Kansas farm children respond to a nuclear missile being launched from a silo on their property. Back in 1983, ABC aired a TV movie called The Day After, which detailed the lead-up to and the aftermath of a nuclear...</summary>
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<small>Kansas farm children respond to a nuclear missile being launched from a silo on their property.</small>

<p>Back in 1983, ABC aired a TV movie called <em>The Day After</em>, which detailed the lead-up to and the aftermath of a nuclear war between the US and the Soviet Union. The school I attended (as well as many others across the country) sent a note home to parents warning them that they might not want to allow their children to watch the movie. My family didn't watch <em>The Day After</em>, not because it might be upsetting to my tender sensibilities, but probably because there was something better on another channel -- most likely <em>The Exorcist</em> was on Showtime that night.</p>

<p>So I never watched <em>The Day After</em>. The next day at school, it seemed that most of the kids who watched it were pretty freaked out. Some put on a brave face, shrugging and saying, "It was nothin'." I imagine that these kids got bored during the first hour, which consists entirely of character development, and either fell asleep or snuck off to poke through their parents' closets. Because <em>The Day After</em> is kinda disturbing.</p>

<p>The movie takes place in and around Lawrence, Kansas. All kinds of people -- Jason Robards playing a surgeon, Holling from <em>Northern Exposure</em>, Steve Guttenberg portraying a college kid, some black guy in the Air Force, John Lithgow -- are concerned about the fact that the USSR has stopped allowing people in and out of West Berlin (remember West Berlin?). For the next hour, this concern is played against the backdrop of typical life in Kansas. Holling's daughter is screwing some boy, and Holling hates that, but they're getting married so how can he really complain. Jason Robards' daughter, meanwhile, is moving off to Boston and he's gonna miss her. Robards' wife is reminiscing about the time they did it with the Cuban Missle Crisis on the TV in the background. You get the idea: You come to like a bunch of people, and then they get nuked.</p>

<p>That's where it gets crazy, because there's all this <em>28 Days Later</em>-style chaos, with heavy decisions such as: Do you let Steve Guttenberg into your basement even though he has his own food or do you just blast him with your shotgun because this is World War III? That kind of thing. Meanwhile, cows and pigs and dogs and daughter's boyfriends are dead all over the place and people are dropping teeth and hair behind them everywhere they go. Yeah, it's like a zombie movie, except that back in 1983, we as kids had our teachers and principals and parents and the TV itself telling us every day that this was all real and would probably happen in our lifetime.</p>

<p>Sooner rather than later.</p>

<p>Some facts about <em>The Day After</em> [via IMDB and Wikipedia]</p>

<p>- After the movie's broadcast, ABC aired a debate between William F. Buckley and Carl Sagan about nuclear proliferation. Sagan compared the arms race to "two sworn enemies standing waist deep in gasoline; one with three matches, the other with five."</p>

<p>- Ronald Reagan wrote in his diary that the film "left me greatly depressed." After Reagan signed the Intermediate-Range Nuclear Forces Treaty with Mikhail Gorbachev, he sent the director, Nicholas Meyer, a telegram that said, "Don't think your movie didn't have any part of this, because it did." </p>

<p>- My favorite quote from the movie is actually a quote from Albert Einstein: "I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones."</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Dance Band</title>
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    <published>2008-04-13T18:23:37Z</published>
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<entry>
    <title>Aquarium</title>
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    <published>2008-04-13T07:19:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T07:19:46Z</updated>
    
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        <name>Barrett</name>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Just Speculating...</title>
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    <published>2008-04-12T08:30:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T08:33:38Z</updated>
    
    <summary>...I think if I was gonna be a gay porn star, my screen name would be B.J. Baracas....</summary>
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<entry>
    <title>Electricity Has Finally Returned</title>
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    <published>2008-04-11T21:29:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T22:59:34Z</updated>
    
    <summary> &quot;Why do people live in outlandish climates in the temperate zones, as they are miscalled? Because people are naturally idiots, naturally sluggards, naturally cowards. Until I was about ten years old, I never realized that there were &quot;warm&quot; countries,...</summary>
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<blockquote>"Why do people live in outlandish climates in the <em>temperate</em> zones, as they are miscalled? Because people are naturally idiots, naturally sluggards, naturally cowards. Until I was about ten years old, I never realized that there were "warm" countries, places where you didn't have to sweat for a living, nor shiver and pretend that it was tonic and exhilarating. Wherever there is cold there are people who work themselves to the bone and when they produce young they preach to the young the gospel of work -- which is nothing at bottom, but the doctrine of inertia. My people were entirely Nordic, which is to say <em>idiots</em>."

<p>-- Henry Miller, <em>Tropic of Capricorn</em></blockquote></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Stuff I Use</title>
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    <published>2008-04-09T06:16:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-09T07:14:32Z</updated>
    
    <summary>Awhile back, I had the idea to start this as a meme. Then I realized that I hate memes. I decided to start it anyway. Then I realized that I don&apos;t have comments, and that I really don&apos;t want to...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Awhile back, I had the idea to start this as a meme. Then I realized that I hate memes. I decided to start it anyway. Then I realized that I don't have comments, and that I really don't want to tag anyone because I prefer to read the stuff that people come up with on their own. Then I realized it didn't have to be a meme, that I could just write it on its own. So I guess it's a meme for one. A meme for ... me. Me.</p>

<p>Maybe you'll find it useful.</p>

<p><strong>For watching TV online, I use <a href="http://hulu.com">Hulu</a></strong><br />
Hulu is pretty much a perfect model for online TV watchin'. It's free. It's legal. It requires very little effort to sign up. It works on a Mac (without Internet Explorer even!). Best of all, it actually works. Even though it's still kind of an infant, the selection is quite good. Most of the current programs are present, along with a slew of old stuff. While I'd like to see more than 3-5 episodes of <em>The Simpsons</em> and <em>The Family Guy</em>, there's still plenty of great content, including movies. Don't believe me? Here's <em>The Jerk</em>, in its entirety.</p>

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<p><strong>For mp3 downloads, I used <a href="http://emusic.com">eMusic</a></strong><br />
eMusic works like this: For $9.95 per month, you can download 30 songs. There's no DRM, meaning that you can use the mp3s on any player, and make as many CD copies as you want. Also, they never "expire" so you can also keep them forever. The one catch: If you don't use up your 30 downloads by the end of the month, you wasted them, because they don't roll over into the next month. The other catch: The selection leans heavily toward indie stuff, so you're not going to find any Justin Timberlake or Warrant for downloading. </p>

<p><strong>For (quasi-legal) mp3 downloads, I use <a href="http://hypem.com">Hype Machine</a></strong><br />
This is an aggregator of sorts for music blogs. Whenever someone posts an mp3 to their blog, Hype Machine links to it. You can search for whatever bands or songs you're looking for, and if someone has uploaded it to their blog (whether legally or illegally) you can go there and grab it. I like to use this to find full-track samples of bands I'm not familiar with. If I find I like the sample song, I might go buy the rest of the album.</p>

<p><strong>For general advice, I use <a href="http://lifehacker.com">Lifehacker</a></strong><br />
Think "Hints from Heloise" only for nerds. Lifehacker features great tips and tricks for tech stuff (about 80% of the site) as well as the real world (about 20%). You'll find information about various Firefox plugins next to instructions for jailbreaking your iPhone next to advice for organizing your sweaters. I really like it.</p>

<p>If anyone does decide to do this, let me know. I always like finding out about useful junk.</p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>Orange Catastrophe</title>
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    <published>2008-04-08T17:55:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-08T17:59:37Z</updated>
    
    <summary>So I&apos;m on my lunch break at work and I&apos;m peeling an orange while reading the newspaper. I&apos;m not looking at the orange at all, just peeling entirely by feel while I&apos;m engrossed in whatever it is I&apos;m reading. When...</summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>So I'm on my lunch break at work and I'm peeling an orange while reading the newspaper. I'm not looking at the orange at all, just peeling entirely by feel while I'm engrossed in whatever it is I'm reading. </p>

<p>When I finish peeling the orange, I separate it into two halves and then I finally look down at the orange and my hands and stifle a scream.</p>

<p><em>Ohhhh wait</em> ... I remember ... <em>this is a blood orange.</em></p>]]>
        
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<entry>
    <title>My Favorite Magazine</title>
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    <published>2008-04-07T07:25:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T07:30:15Z</updated>
    
    <summary> I really gotta get this emblem made into a patch. You know. Like, for my flak jacket....</summary>
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<p>I really gotta get this emblem made into a patch. You know. Like, for my flak jacket.</p>]]>
        
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