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    Caliban: Art thou afeard?

    Stephano: No, monster, not I.

    Caliban: Be not afeard; the isle is full of noises,
    Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
    Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
    Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices
    That, if I then had waked after long sleep,
    Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
    The clouds methought would open and show riches
    Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked,
    I cried to dream again.

    Stephano: This will prove a brave kingdom to me, where I shall have my music for nothing.

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    From the passage, the play may be said to be a

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    [passage-header]Read the passage given below and answer the question that follows:[/passage-header]   Everybody at all addicted to letter writing, without having much to say, which will include a large proportion of the female world at least, must feel with Lady Bertram, that she was out of luck in having such a capital piece of Mansfield news, as the certainty of the Grants going to bath, occur at a time when she 18114could make no advantage of it, and will admit that it must have been very mortifying to her to see it fall to the share of their thankless son, and treated as concisely as possible at the end of a long letter, instead of having it to spread over the largest part of a page of her own. For though Lady Bertram, rather at home in the epistolary line, having early in her marriage, from the 68982want of other employment, and the circumstance of Sir Thomas's being in the Parliament, got into the way of making and keeping correspondents, and formed for herself a very creditable, commonplace, 72489amplifying style, so that a very little matter was enough for her; she could not do entirely without any; she must have something to write about, 42326even of her niece, and being so soon to loose all the 18247benefits of Dr. Giant's gouty symptoms and, Mrs. Grant's morning calls, it was very hard upon her to be deprived of one of the last epistolary uses she could put them to.
       There were a rich amends, however, preparing for her. Lady Bertram's hour of good luck came. Within a few days from the receipt of Edmund's letter, Fanny had one from her aunt, beginning thus:
       "My dear Fanny, I take up my pen to communicate some very alarming intelligence, which I make no doubt will give you much concern."
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    Fill in the blank with a suitable option:
    The point of view in the passage is that of a ______________.

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    Read the poem and answer the question that follows:
    "There Is No Frigate Like a Book"[/passage-header]73011There is no frigate like a book
    To take us lands away
    Nor any 89174coursers like a page
    Of prancing poetry.
    18632This traverse may the poorest take
    Without oppress of toll;
    How frugal is the chariot
    That bears the human soul!
    [passage-footer]"There Is No Frigate Like a Book" was written by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886). Her simple poems are filled with imagery.[/passage-footer]

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    Fill in the blank with a suitable option:
    The rhythm of the poem is produced by _______________.

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    Read the passage given below and answer the question that follows: 

    The extract is taken from an article written in the 1930s by a well-known poet.
    [/passage-header]I have yet to meet a poetry-lover under thirty who was not an introvert, or an introvert who was not unhappy in adolescence. At school, particularly, maybe, if as in my own case, it is a boarding school, he sees the extrovert successful, happy, and good and himself unpopular or neglected; and what is hardest to bear is not unpopularity, but the consciousness that it is deserved, that he is grubby and inferior and frightened and dull. Knowing no other kind of society than the 92355 contingent, he imagines that this arrangement is part of the eternal scheme of things, that he is doomed to a life of failure and envy. It is not till he grows up, till years later he runs across the heroes of his school days and finds them grown commonplace and sterile, that he realizes that the introvert is the lucky one, the best adapted to an industrial civilization the collective values of which are so infantile that he alone can grow, who has educated his fantasies and learned how to draw upon the resources of his inner life. 

    At the time, however, his adolescence is unpleasant enough. Unable to imagine a society in which he would feel at home, he turns away from the human to the nonhuman; homesick, he will seek, not his mother, but mountains or autumn woods, and the growing life within him will express itself in a devotion to music and thoughts upon mutability and death. Art for him will be something infinitely precious, pessimistic, and hostile to life. If it speaks of love it must be love frustrated, for all success seems to him noisy and vulgar; if it moralizes, it must counsel a stoic resignation, for the world he knows well is content with itself and will not change. 16697Deep as first love and wild with all regret, O death in life, the days that are no more Now more than ever seems it sweet to die To cease upon the midnight with no pain21648. That to the adolescent is the authentic poetic note and whoever is the first in his life to strike it, whether Tennyson, Keats, Swinburne, Housman or another, awakens a passion of imitation and an affectation which no subsequent refinement or sophistication of his taste can entirely destroy. In my own case it was Hardy in the summer of 1923; for more than a year I read no one else and I do not think that I was ever without one volume or another or the beautifully produced Wessex edition in my hands; I smuggled them into class, carried them about on Sunday walks, and took them up the dormitory to read in the early morning, though they were far too unwieldy to be read in bed with comfort. In the autumn of 1924, there was a palace revolution after which he had to share his kingdom with Edward Thomas until finally they were both defeated by Elliot at the battle of Oxford in 1926. Besides serving as the archetype of the Poetic, Hardy was also an expression of the contemporary scene. He was both my Keats and my 57230 Sandburg.

    To begin with, he looked like my father: that broad un-pampered moustache, bald forehead, and deeply lined sympathetic face belonged to that other world of feeling and sensation. Here was a writer whose emotions, if sometimes monotonous and sentimental in expression, would be deeper and more faithful than my own, and whose attachment to the earth would be more secure and observant.
    [passage-footer]Adapted from an article written by W.H Auden.[/passage-footer]

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    Why does the author regard the introverted adolescent as ultimately lucky?

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    [passage-header]
    Read the passage given below and answer the question that follows: 

    The extract is taken from an article written in the 1930s by a well-known poet.
    [/passage-header]I have yet to meet a poetry-lover under thirty who was not an introvert, or an introvert who was not unhappy in adolescence. At school, particularly, maybe, if as in my own case, it is a boarding school, he sees the extrovert successful, happy, and good and himself unpopular or neglected; and what is hardest to bear is not unpopularity, but the consciousness that it is deserved, that he is grubby and inferior and frightened and dull. Knowing no other kind of society than the 92355 contingent, he imagines that this arrangement is part of the eternal scheme of things, that he is doomed to a life of failure and envy. It is not till he grows up, till years later he runs across the heroes of his school days and finds them grown commonplace and sterile, that he realizes that the introvert is the lucky one, the best adapted to an industrial civilization the collective values of which are so infantile that he alone can grow, who has educated his fantasies and learned how to draw upon the resources of his inner life. 

    At the time, however, his adolescence is unpleasant enough. Unable to imagine a society in which he would feel at home, he turns away from the human to the nonhuman; homesick, he will seek, not his mother, but mountains or autumn woods, and the growing life within him will express itself in a devotion to music and thoughts upon mutability and death. Art for him will be something infinitely precious, pessimistic, and hostile to life. If it speaks of love it must be love frustrated, for all success seems to him noisy and vulgar; if it moralizes, it must counsel a stoic resignation, for the world he knows well is content with itself and will not change. 16697Deep as first love and wild with all regret, O death in life, the days that are no more Now more than ever seems it sweet to die To cease upon the midnight with no pain21648. That to the adolescent is the authentic poetic note and whoever is the first in his life to strike it, whether Tennyson, Keats, Swinburne, Housman or another, awakens a passion of imitation and an affectation which no subsequent refinement or sophistication of his taste can entirely destroy. In my own case it was Hardy in the summer of 1923; for more than a year I read no one else and I do not think that I was ever without one volume or another or the beautifully produced Wessex edition in my hands; I smuggled them into class, carried them about on Sunday walks, and took them up the dormitory to read in the early morning, though they were far too unwieldy to be read in bed with comfort. In the autumn of 1924, there was a palace revolution after which he had to share his kingdom with Edward Thomas until finally they were both defeated by Elliot at the battle of Oxford in 1926. Besides serving as the archetype of the Poetic, Hardy was also an expression of the contemporary scene. He was both my Keats and my 57230 Sandburg.

    To begin with, he looked like my father: that broad un-pampered moustache, bald forehead, and deeply lined sympathetic face belonged to that other world of feeling and sensation. Here was a writer whose emotions, if sometimes monotonous and sentimental in expression, would be deeper and more faithful than my own, and whose attachment to the earth would be more secure and observant.
    [passage-footer]Adapted from an article written by W.H Auden.[/passage-footer]

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    Why have the poetry lines been quoted in the passage?

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    [passage-header]Read the passage given below:[/passage-header]Maharana Pratap ruled over Mewar only for 25 years. However, he accomplished so much grandeur during his reign that his glory surpassed the boundaries of countries and time turning him into an immortal personality. He along with his kingdom became a synonym for valour, sacrifice, and patriotism. Mewar had been a leading Rajput kingdom even before Maharana Pratap occupied the throne. Kings of Mewar, with the cooperation of their nobles and subjects, had established such traditions in the kingdom as augmented by their magnificence despite the hurdles of having a smaller area under their command and a lesser population. There did come a few thorny occasions when the flag of the kingdom seemed sliding down. Their flag once again heaved high in the sky thanks to the gallantry and brilliance of the people of Mewar.

    The destiny of Mewar was good in the sense that barring a few kings, most of the rulers were competent and patriotic. This glorious tradition of the kingdom almost continued for 1500 years since its establishment right from the reign of Bappa Rawal. In fact, only 60 years before Maharana Pratap Rana, Sanga drove the kingdom to the pinnacle of fame. His reputation went beyond Rajasthan and reached Delhi. Two generations before him, Rana Kumbha had given a new stature to the kingdom through victories and developmental work. During his reign, literature and art also progressed extraordinarily. Rana himself was inclined towards writing and his works are read with reverence even today. The ambience of his kingdom was conducive to the creation of high-quality work or art and literature. These accomplishments were the outcome of a longstanding tradition by several generations.

    The life of the people of Mewar must have been peaceful and prosperous during the long span of time: otherwise, such extraordinary accomplishment in these fields would not have been possible. This is reflected in their art and literature as well as their loving nature. They compensate for the lack of admirable physique by their firm but pleasant nature. The ambience of Mewar remains lovely thanks to the cheerful and liberal character of its people.

    One may observe astonishing pieces of workmanship not only in the forts and palaces of Mewar but also in public utility buildings. Ruins of many structures which are still standing tall in their grandeur are a testimony to the fact that Mewar was not only the land of the brave but also a seat of art and culture Amidst aggression and bloodshed, literature and art flourished and creative pursuits of literature and artists did not suffer. Imagine how glorious the period must have been when the Vijaya Stambha, which is the sample of our great ancient architecture even today, was constructed. In the same fort, Kirti Stambha is standing high reflecting how liberal the then administration was which allowed people from other communities and kingdoms to come and carry out construction work. It is useless to indulge in the debate whether the Vijay Stambha was constructed first or the Kirti Stambha. The fact is that both the capitals are standing side by side and reveal the proximity between the king and the subjects of Mewar.

    The cycle of time does not remain the same. Whereas the reign of Rana Sanga was crucial in raising the kingdom to the acme of glory, it also proved to be his nemesis. History took a turn. The fortune of Mewar-the land of the brave started waning. Rana tried to save the day with his acumen which was running against the stream and the glorious traditions for sometime.

    [passage-footer]On the basis of your understanding of the above passage answer the question given below with the help of the options that follow:[/passage-footer]

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    Difficulties in the way of Mewar were _______.

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    [passage-header]
    Read the passage given below and answer the question that follows: 

    The extract is taken from an article written in the 1930s by a well-known poet.
    [/passage-header]I have yet to meet a poetry-lover under thirty who was not an introvert, or an introvert who was not unhappy in adolescence. At school, particularly, maybe, if as in my own case, it is a boarding school, he sees the extrovert successful, happy, and good and himself unpopular or neglected; and what is hardest to bear is not unpopularity, but the consciousness that it is deserved, that he is grubby and inferior and frightened and dull. Knowing no other kind of society than the 92355 contingent, he imagines that this arrangement is part of the eternal scheme of things, that he is doomed to a life of failure and envy. It is not till he grows up, till years later he runs across the heroes of his school days and finds them grown commonplace and sterile, that he realizes that the introvert is the lucky one, the best adapted to an industrial civilization the collective values of which are so infantile that he alone can grow, who has educated his fantasies and learned how to draw upon the resources of his inner life. 

    At the time, however, his adolescence is unpleasant enough. Unable to imagine a society in which he would feel at home, he turns away from the human to the nonhuman; homesick, he will seek, not his mother, but mountains or autumn woods, and the growing life within him will express itself in a devotion to music and thoughts upon mutability and death. Art for him will be something infinitely precious, pessimistic, and hostile to life. If it speaks of love it must be love frustrated, for all success seems to him noisy and vulgar; if it moralizes, it must counsel a stoic resignation, for the world he knows well is content with itself and will not change. 16697Deep as first love and wild with all regret, O death in life, the days that are no more Now more than ever seems it sweet to die To cease upon the midnight with no pain21648. That to the adolescent is the authentic poetic note and whoever is the first in his life to strike it, whether Tennyson, Keats, Swinburne, Housman or another, awakens a passion of imitation and an affectation which no subsequent refinement or sophistication of his taste can entirely destroy. In my own case it was Hardy in the summer of 1923; for more than a year I read no one else and I do not think that I was ever without one volume or another or the beautifully produced Wessex edition in my hands; I smuggled them into class, carried them about on Sunday walks, and took them up the dormitory to read in the early morning, though they were far too unwieldy to be read in bed with comfort. In the autumn of 1924, there was a palace revolution after which he had to share his kingdom with Edward Thomas until finally they were both defeated by Elliot at the battle of Oxford in 1926. Besides serving as the archetype of the Poetic, Hardy was also an expression of the contemporary scene. He was both my Keats and my 57230 Sandburg.

    To begin with, he looked like my father: that broad un-pampered moustache, bald forehead, and deeply lined sympathetic face belonged to that other world of feeling and sensation. Here was a writer whose emotions, if sometimes monotonous and sentimental in expression, would be deeper and more faithful than my own, and whose attachment to the earth would be more secure and observant.
    [passage-footer]Adapted from an article written by W.H Auden.[/passage-footer]

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    According to the author, poetry lovers under thirty generally ______. Which of the following options completes the above line in the context of the passage?

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    [passage-header]
    Read the passage given below and answer the question that follows: 

    The extract is taken from an article written in the 1930s by a well-known poet.
    [/passage-header]I have yet to meet a poetry-lover under thirty who was not an introvert, or an introvert who was not unhappy in adolescence. At school, particularly, maybe, if as in my own case, it is a boarding school, he sees the extrovert successful, happy, and good and himself unpopular or neglected; and what is hardest to bear is not unpopularity, but the consciousness that it is deserved, that he is grubby and inferior and frightened and dull. Knowing no other kind of society than the 92355 contingent, he imagines that this arrangement is part of the eternal scheme of things, that he is doomed to a life of failure and envy. It is not till he grows up, till years later he runs across the heroes of his school days and finds them grown commonplace and sterile, that he realizes that the introvert is the lucky one, the best adapted to an industrial civilization the collective values of which are so infantile that he alone can grow, who has educated his fantasies and learned how to draw upon the resources of his inner life. 

    At the time, however, his adolescence is unpleasant enough. Unable to imagine a society in which he would feel at home, he turns away from the human to the nonhuman; homesick, he will seek, not his mother, but mountains or autumn woods, and the growing life within him will express itself in a devotion to music and thoughts upon mutability and death. Art for him will be something infinitely precious, pessimistic, and hostile to life. If it speaks of love it must be love frustrated, for all success seems to him noisy and vulgar; if it moralizes, it must counsel a stoic resignation, for the world he knows well is content with itself and will not change. 16697Deep as first love and wild with all regret, O death in life, the days that are no more Now more than ever seems it sweet to die To cease upon the midnight with no pain21648. That to the adolescent is the authentic poetic note and whoever is the first in his life to strike it, whether Tennyson, Keats, Swinburne, Housman or another, awakens a passion of imitation and an affectation which no subsequent refinement or sophistication of his taste can entirely destroy. In my own case it was Hardy in the summer of 1923; for more than a year I read no one else and I do not think that I was ever without one volume or another or the beautifully produced Wessex edition in my hands; I smuggled them into class, carried them about on Sunday walks, and took them up the dormitory to read in the early morning, though they were far too unwieldy to be read in bed with comfort. In the autumn of 1924, there was a palace revolution after which he had to share his kingdom with Edward Thomas until finally they were both defeated by Elliot at the battle of Oxford in 1926. Besides serving as the archetype of the Poetic, Hardy was also an expression of the contemporary scene. He was both my Keats and my 57230 Sandburg.

    To begin with, he looked like my father: that broad un-pampered moustache, bald forehead, and deeply lined sympathetic face belonged to that other world of feeling and sensation. Here was a writer whose emotions, if sometimes monotonous and sentimental in expression, would be deeper and more faithful than my own, and whose attachment to the earth would be more secure and observant.
    [passage-footer]Adapted from an article written by W.H Auden.[/passage-footer]

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    It can be inferred that, for the author, the poetry of Hardy is _________.

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    Read the passage and answer the question that follows:
    The passage is taken from "The Rule of the Road," an essay written by a twentieth-century essayist. 
    [/passage-header]    A stout old lady was walking with her basket down the middle of a street in Petrograd to the great confusion of the traffic and with no small peril to herself. It was pointed out to her that the pavement was the place for pedestrians, but she replied: 'I'm going to walk where I like. We've got liberty now.' It did not occur to the dear old lady that if liberty entitled the pedestrian to walk down the middle of the road, then the end of such liberty would be universal chaos. Everybody would be getting in everybody else's way and nobody would get anywhere. Individual liberty would have become social anarchy.
        40189 There is a danger of the world getting liberty-drunk in these days like the old lady with the basket, and it is just as well to remind ourselves of what the rule of the road means.19508. 38037 It means that in order that the liberties of all may be preserved, the liberties of everybody must be curtailed 10486. When the policeman, say, at Piccadilly Circus, steps into the middle of the road and puts out his hand, he is the symbol, not of tyranny, but of liberty. You may not think so. You may, being in a hurry, and seeing your car pulled up by this 26056 insolence of office, feel that your liberty has been outraged. How dare this fellow interfere with your free use of the public highway? Then, if you are a reasonable person, you will reflect that if he did not interfere with you, he would interfere with no one, and the result would be that Piccadilly Circus would be a maelstrom that you would never cross at all. You have submitted to a curtailment of private liberty in order that you may enjoy a social order which makes your liberty a reality.
        Liberty is not a personal affair only, but a social contract. It is an accommodation of interests. In matters which do not touch anybody else's liberty, of course, I may be as free as I like. If I choose to go down the road in a dressing-gown who shall say me nay? You have liberty to laugh at me, but I have liberty to be indifferent to you. And if I have a fancy for dyeing my hair, or waxing my moustache (which heaven forbid), or wearing an overcoat and sandals, or going to bed late or getting up early, I shall follow my fancy and ask no man's permission. I shall not inquire of you whether I may eat mustard with my mutton. And you will not ask me whether you may follow this religion or that, whether you may prefer Ella Wheeler Wilcox to Wordsworth, or champagne to shandy.
        In all these and a thousand other details, you and I please ourselves and ask no one's leave. We have a whole kingdom in which we rule alone, can do what we choose, be wise or ridiculous, harsh or easy, conventional or odd. But directly we step out of that kingdom, our personal liberty of action becomes 26731 qualified by other people's liberty. I might like to practice on the trombone from midnight till three in the morning. If I went on to the top of Everest to do it, I could please myself, but if I do it in my bedroom my family will object, and if I do it out in the streets the neighbors will remind me that my liberty to blow the trombone must not interfere with their liberty to sleep in quiet. There are a lot of people in the world, and I have to accommodate my liberty to their liberties.
        50110 We are all liable to forget this, and unfortunately, we are much more conscious of the imperfections of others in this respect than of our own 47904. 51256 A reasonable consideration for the rights or feelings of others is the foundation of social conduct 37865.
        98867 It is in small matters of conduct, in the observance of the rule of the road, that we pass judgment upon ourselves, and declare that we are civilized or uncivilized 28868. 74393 The great moments of heroism and sacrifice are rare. 86189 It is the little habits of commonplace intercourse that make up the great sum of life and sweeten or make bitter the journey 61100.
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    Which sentence best sums up the author's main point?

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    Read the passage given below and answer the question that follows: 

    The extract is taken from an article written in the 1930s by a well-known poet.
    [/passage-header]I have yet to meet a poetry-lover under thirty who was not an introvert, or an introvert who was not unhappy in adolescence. At school, particularly, maybe, if as in my own case, it is a boarding school, he sees the extrovert successful, happy, and good and himself unpopular or neglected; and what is hardest to bear is not unpopularity, but the consciousness that it is deserved, that he is grubby and inferior and frightened and dull. Knowing no other kind of society than the 92355 contingent, he imagines that this arrangement is part of the eternal scheme of things, that he is doomed to a life of failure and envy. It is not till he grows up, till years later he runs across the heroes of his school days and finds them grown commonplace and sterile, that he realizes that the introvert is the lucky one, the best adapted to an industrial civilization the collective values of which are so infantile that he alone can grow, who has educated his fantasies and learned how to draw upon the resources of his inner life. 

    At the time, however, his adolescence is unpleasant enough. Unable to imagine a society in which he would feel at home, he turns away from the human to the nonhuman; homesick, he will seek, not his mother, but mountains or autumn woods, and the growing life within him will express itself in a devotion to music and thoughts upon mutability and death. Art for him will be something infinitely precious, pessimistic, and hostile to life. If it speaks of love it must be love frustrated, for all success seems to him noisy and vulgar; if it moralizes, it must counsel a stoic resignation, for the world he knows well is content with itself and will not change. 16697Deep as first love and wild with all regret, O death in life, the days that are no more Now more than ever seems it sweet to die To cease upon the midnight with no pain21648. That to the adolescent is the authentic poetic note and whoever is the first in his life to strike it, whether Tennyson, Keats, Swinburne, Housman or another, awakens a passion of imitation and an affectation which no subsequent refinement or sophistication of his taste can entirely destroy. In my own case it was Hardy in the summer of 1923; for more than a year I read no one else and I do not think that I was ever without one volume or another or the beautifully produced Wessex edition in my hands; I smuggled them into class, carried them about on Sunday walks, and took them up the dormitory to read in the early morning, though they were far too unwieldy to be read in bed with comfort. In the autumn of 1924, there was a palace revolution after which he had to share his kingdom with Edward Thomas until finally they were both defeated by Elliot at the battle of Oxford in 1926. Besides serving as the archetype of the Poetic, Hardy was also an expression of the contemporary scene. He was both my Keats and my 57230 Sandburg.

    To begin with, he looked like my father: that broad un-pampered moustache, bald forehead, and deeply lined sympathetic face belonged to that other world of feeling and sensation. Here was a writer whose emotions, if sometimes monotonous and sentimental in expression, would be deeper and more faithful than my own, and whose attachment to the earth would be more secure and observant.
    [passage-footer]Adapted from an article written by W.H Auden.[/passage-footer]

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    What is the author's main purpose apparently?

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