That’s Pronounced How?


If you’re anything like me, a portion of your vocabulary comes from reading books. The only danger with that is the pronunciation could be completely wrong, because you’ve read the word rather than heard it. Depending on where you live, word pronunciation might also carry a local flavor. I came across this list (I have no idea who composed it) and was surprised at how many of these mostly common words I mispronounce. Check it out and see how you do.


Incorrect: Vol-de-mort

Correct: Vol-de-more


Incorrect: Mis-chee-vee-us

Correct: Mis-cheh-vus


Incorrect: ex-pre-so

Correct: Eh-spreh-so


Incorrect: va-lump-tu-us

Correct: Vol-up-tyoo-us


Incorrect: Kil-OHM-eh-ter

Correct: KILL-o-mee-ter


Incorrect: New-kyoo-lar

Correct: New-klee-ur


Incorrect: Feb-you-air-ee

Correct: Feb-roo-air-ee


Incorrect: per-aw-gah-tiv

Correct: pre-rawg-ah-tiv


Incorrect: Nuh-tell-a

Correct: New-tell-ah


Incorrect: Tri-ath-a-lon

Correct: Tri-ath-lon


Incorrect: Zoo-all-oh-gee

Correct: Zoo-low-gee


Incorrect: Are-tick

Correct: Ark-tick


Incorrect: High-ark-ee

Correct: High-er-ark-ee


Incorrect: Clue-Clux-Clan

Correct: Coo-clacks-clan


Incorrect: Man-ayze

Correct: May-oh-nayze


Incorrect: Min-ih-chur

Correct: Min-ee-ah-chur


Incorrect: per-scrip-shun

Correct: pruh-scrip-shun

  1. SEUSS

Incorrect: Soos

Correct: Soys

  1. MONK

Incorrect: Mawnk

Correct: Munk

  1. DRAMA

Incorrect: Dram-ah

Correct: Draw-mah

  1. GYROS

Incorrect: Gee-ros

Correct: Yee-ros


Incorrect: Sell-tick*

Correct: Kell-tick

*unless in reference to the sports team


Incorrect: Eh-leck-TOR-ul

Correct: Eh-LECK-tor-ul

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Should we even bother?

(I wish they had bothered, because I have no idea!)


Enter to Win a Paperback Copy of Eleanor Webster’s No Conventional Miss!

To celebrate her upcoming release, Married for His Convenience, Eleanor Webster is giving away 5 copies of her first book, No Conventional Miss.  To enter to win, just join her newsletter list!  Five subscribers will be chosen at random on November 1, 2016.


About Eleanor Webster

Eleanor Webster has a passion for many things, the most ardent likely being shoes.

But she’s also passionate about a story well told.  With the help of some debutantes and viscounts and a twist of the unknown, Eleanor’s stories weave a tale of enchantment, hope, and most importantly, love.

When not writing, you’ll find Eleanor dreaming of being a world traveler, reading, running, reading, hiking in the wilds of British Columbia, where she makes her home with her husband and two daughters, and – did we mention reading?


No Conventional Miss blurb

Amaryllis Gibson is an unlikely debutante. She favors fact over fashion, cares not for “proper” conversation and is haunted by ghostly visions which could land her in the madhouse! Marriage is definitely the last thing on Rilla’s mind…

But when she’s caught in a compromising position with Viscount Wyburn, suddenly she finds herself betrothed! And worse, his powerful presence only increases her visions. By shedding light on the viscount’s past, can Rilla gain his trust and win him round to her more…unconventional traits?

Enjoy an Excerpt…

“They came earlier. I directed them to change horses and proceed to London as we’re leaving tomorrow.’ Paul sipped his wine.

‘We are? But we were supposed to stay a week.’ Rilla laid down the massive fork with a clatter.

‘I altered our plans.’

‘Without talking to me?’

‘I do not make decisions about my household in committee.’

‘“In committee”? We are not in Parliament. I am your wife and you’re moving me around like so much baggage!’

Anger blossomed, although it was less about his autocracy and more about that tiny unacceptable frisson of relief.

‘I would not use that unflattering description,’ Paul said. ‘But, yes, I will make the travel arrangements for my household as I see fit.’

‘Perhaps I don’t want to go to London.’

‘I thought you’d be glad.’

‘Because…’ Her stomach lurched. The incident sprang huge between them.

‘I thought Wyburn not salubrious to your health.’

His admission made her angrier. She balled her hands to fists. Her jaw tightened. ‘My health is robust. Besides, my parents discussed—’ She stopped. Her parents spoke about everything—village doings, their children, their hopes and dreams.

But this was no such union.

‘We are not your parents.’ His voice, though soft, cut.

‘No,’ she said.

They continued eating in an uncomfortable silence, broken only by the clinking of knives and forks.

Irritation at him and at her own vulnerable relief tangled in Rilla’s mind. She wanted to leave this place. Yet his choice to do so perversely annoyed.

Edison refilled their glasses, cleared the plates and served a sweet, fluffy concoction for their pudding. Then he left and silence again enclosed them.

‘I think I will retire and leave you to your port,’ Rilla said at last, rising from her chair.

Paul stood, but made no effort to detain her. ‘Rest well. We leave after breakfast. I hope that is convenient.’

“She nodded. He offered her his arm and she placed her hand on his sleeve, conscious of taut muscles under the cloth and the smell his cologne.

They moved towards the door, stopping at its threshold and she was suddenly aware of their solitude, of the warmth of his breath and the height and strength of him.

He fastened his gaze on hers, placing his hand against her cheek. She tingled at this touch. Her anger dwindled, turning into something else.

She bit her lip. His breath quickened. With a quick, almost violent movement, he possessed her mouth with heat and power and need.

Stepping back abruptly, he allowed his hands to fall from her. ‘I apologise. That was not appropriate.’

‘We’re married.’

‘And therefore must restrain ourselves in the dining room.’

‘Perhaps you are too ruled by restraint,’ she said softly.

‘Or you are too swayed by emotion.’

She flinched at the words. Was it always to be thus—this guarding of words and actions? This fear of sentiment?

‘Rather that than to be a statue,’ she retorted.

As she left, she glanced back. Paul stood by the fireplace. He gripped the mantel with both hands, his head bowed low, a solitary figure.

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Happy Thanksgiving Weekend to all my Canadian Friends and Family!

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It’s been another tough year, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to write about Thanksgiving gratitude. Then I read over my past Thanksgiving posts and changed my mind. Because they’re just as relevant today as when I first wrote them, I’ve incorporated some of my thoughts from those posts into this one.

Thanksgiving is a time to spend with loved ones and, if we’re lucky, eat really yummy food. It’s also a time to give thanks for life’s blessings. Compared to so many places in the world, here in Canada, we have much to be grateful for. Thanksgiving will always hold a special place in my heart because I became a mother for the first time on Thanksgiving Day. There’s little in my life I’m more thankful for than the gift of my children.

As I look back at the past year, I see so much sadness, tragedy and anxiety, both personally and in the world, in general. I struggle to find gratitude, so instead I have to accept that sometimes bad things happen to good people for no comprehendible reason. Good things happen as well, and this is where I must seek gratefulness. Even though it’s sometimes hard to find life’s joy, it’s there, hidden in many little things, and I give thanks for that.


I’m thankful my physical health continues to improve. I’m stronger and leaner and in less pain than I’ve been in a long time.

I’m thankful Hubby and I have had many Sunday Funday adventures this year, having great fun while exploring our beautiful outdoors.

Despite not getting to go to Alberta this year to celebrate Thanksgiving and his birthday with my oldest son and his family, I’m thankful to have family to share Thanksgiving with, and that Hubby once again cooked a delicious turkey dinner for us.

I’m thankful I’ve seen my kids more often this year, and that we were all able to spend a day together for the first time in three years.

I’m thankful I have two gorgeous, bright, healthy, affectionate little grandsons who love me very much, as I love them. And I’m especially thankful they came to visit me, not once, but twice, this year!

I’m thankful Hubby and I are able to look forward to the winter vacation we just booked.

I’m thankful that my aged little Roxy is still with us, and despite the health scare she just gave me, I’m thankful she’s slowly getting better and isn’t in too much pain.

Although I wish my mom didn’t have to take cancer treatments, I’m so thankful she isn’t experiencing many bad side effects.

I’m thankful that, although we’re far from wealthy, we don’t really want for much.

I’m thankful I have reasons to be thankful.


Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. I hope you too can find much to be thankful for in your lives.

Lack of Progress Leads to Writing Doubts


It’s been just over a year since I got the disappointing news that one of my publishers had gone out of business. In that time, I still haven’t placed those two orphaned books with another publisher. Although it hasn’t been for lack of trying.

I immediately edited Show No Weakness, relieved for the opportunity to fix some typos and a few awkward sentences created during the publishing edits. I was about to send the updated manuscript to a preferred publisher, when I noticed a ‘review previous submissions’ button on their website. I decided to check, and there it was – Show No Weakness had been submitted and declined back in 2010, before its original publication. No point asking if they’d care to review a previously published book that they’d already passed on.

So back at square one, I started researching other publishers. The publishing industry is in flux, and things look bleak. Rumours swirl all over the place about this company not paying their authors on time and that company on the verge of shutting their doors.

I felt frozen in indecision. Should I self-publish? Should I throw submissions everywhere and see if any stick? Should I just give up? Nothing felt right. Meanwhile, Visual Effects was going through the publishing process with The Wild Rose Press. I’ve enjoyed working with my TWRP editor, and I decided to submit Show No Weakness to her. The book was accepted, but with the same caveat as my other TWRP books. The heat level needed to be upped.

If I’m told the story needs work to make it stronger, I’m all over that. Putting in more love scenes, hotter sex, in my opinion, doesn’t improve the storyline. My other option was to lower the sensuality level to make it a ‘sweet’ romance. As the author, I feel entitled to write the type of story that suits me and I’m comfortable with, so I reluctantly withdrew my submission. I’m disappointed, but have no hard feelings. TWRP books are classified by lines, so when a reader buys a book from a certain line, they know what to expect. Unfortunately for me, my stories aren’t a good fit with any line.

Which meant back to square one, yet again. I checked another publisher with potential, but couldn’t determine whether they accepted previously published work. So I emailed them that question. Then I waited, and I waited. After about a month with no answer, I decided to send a submission anyway, using their website form. I assumed I’d get an automated email response, which I didn’t.

Their website said to expect a decision in about three months. After four months, I emailed them again. I politely explained I hadn’t received an initial confirmation on my submission, and I wondered if it had been received and where in the submission process it might be. After two weeks without a reply, I gave up and moved on, but I wasn’t impressed. Yes, everyone’s busy, shorthanded, or whatever, and maybe I’m naïve, but isn’t it a professional courtesy to at least acknowledge an email? Maybe I got away lucky. Who wants to work with a company with poor communication practices?

I submitted to another publisher in July and was declined at the end of August. Because I received a form letter, I don’t know if they declined because the book had already been published or if there were issues with the story. At least they didn’t leave me hanging for months. I recently opted for a reputable epublisher – which means the books won’t be available in paperback. And wow, not only did I immediately get an automated confirmation, a few days later an actual person emailed to say she had my story and would get back to me as soon as she could. Impressive. Professional.

Meanwhile through all this, I haven’t written anything. Partly because real-life situations have me feeling creatively stymied, but also, the book I’d started writing last year is linked to the two that are no longer published. There’s no point in moving forward with this story without knowing what’s in store with the other two. If this epublisher accepts Show No Weakness, I’ll send them It’s Complicated and, hopefully, will resume writing So He Lied.

If the publisher declines Show No Weakness, I’ll have some tough decisions to make about my writing future. So, cross your fingers for me, okay?

Photo Fun With Sunflowers

A friend gave us a couple of sunflower plants last spring, and Hubby tucked them into the messy back garden. Although they didn’t have a fantastic showing, I enjoyed seeing their happy faces from the kitchen window.


One sunny day, I had some fun photographing them with my Canon ELPH 350’s creative shot option. In this mode, the camera takes three or four successive photos, then displays a brief collage of six random special effects on the viewing screen. I wish the collage could be saved as it’s shown, but it can’t, so I’m not sure why it’s even shown that way. Each photo is saved individually, and occasionally I get a real gem.

The first photo is always taken with a regular setting.


The camera will also recompose the shot for added emphasis, squaring or oblonging the frame; sometimes cropping the subject. In this example, it also applied vivid colours.


This effect might be called posterizing, which makes the photo resemble an old poster or illustration. It’s my favourite, and I wish I could apply it whenever I choose, but it’s only arbitrarily available in the creative shot option.


I’m not sure what this effect is called, but I’m not a fan. The photo looks underexposed.


I don’t much care for this effect either, with the blurred edges.


This one with vivid colour applied, I like.


Perhaps you noticed the ugliest spider, ever, devouring a wasp on that sunflower. I didn’t at first, so I had to remove the offensive creature and start again. The originals aren’t all that awe-inspiring, but here’s a selection of the most and least interesting shots.



Effects I liked:

9 10 11


Effects I didn’t care for:




Effects I liked:



Effects I didn’t care for:


16 17



Effects I liked:

19 20 21


Just okay:




Effects I liked:

24 25 26


Effects I didn’t care for:


Original (rather crappy shot):


Effects I liked (the second is my very fav):

29 30

Effects I didn’t care for:




Effects I liked:


Effects I didn’t care for:

34 35 36




Effects I liked:

38 39

Effects I didn’t care for:




Effects I liked:


Effects I didn’t care for:





Effects I liked:


Just okay:


Effects I didn’t care for:

48 49 50


An option that the camera uses sometimes, but not in this particular series of photos, is Monochrome. I’m not a black and white fan (colour photos were invented for a reason!), so any monochrome shots automatically get deleted. Usually I dislike more shots than I like – but it’s fun to snap away, in hopes of getting that spectacular one. Of course, beauty’s in the eye of the beholder, so not everyone will agree with my choices.

Besides wishing the collages stayed together for downloading, it’d be nice to choose which effects I wanted to use with each shot. Still, the creative shot, such as it is, is a cool option in a relatively inexpensive pocket camera.

I just have to remember to turn it off after I use it. Slaps forehead!

Mostly Pointless, Often Humorous, Always Entertaining Facts…

I collected these random facts off an old OMG Facts Twitter feed years ago. They’re still a good time waster.

-Women blink nearly twice as much as men.

-Some monks can increase their body temperature so much they can dry soaking sheets in a freezing room!

-If you are an average American you will spend 6 months of your life waiting at a stop light.

-In almost every episode of Seinfeld there is at least one Superman somewhere in the show.

-If you yelled for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days you would produce enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.

-Our eyes are the same size from birth, but noses and ears never stop growing.

-Albert Einstein never received a Nobel Prize for his theory of relativity.

-Gasoline was once sold in small bottles as a cure for lice.

-On average, people buy 40% more when they shop clockwise!

-President Kennedy was the fastest random speaker in the world with upwards of 350 words per minute.

-Odontophobia is the fear of teeth.

-The 57 on Heinz ketchup bottles represents the number of varieties of pickles the company once had.

-In the average lifetime, a person will walk the equivalent of 5 times around the equator.

-It took Thomas Edison 10,000 attempts to make the lightbulb.

-The most common name in the world is Mohammed.

-Cats sleep 16 to 18 hours per day.

-Karoke means “empty orchestra” in Japanese.

-The most money ever paid for a cow in an auction was $1.3 million.

-On average, blondes take longer to get ready than brunettes!

-When the US hacked Al-Qaeda’s website they replaced content with dessert recipes.

-In ‘Hannah Montana,’ the actor who played her teenage brother was actually 34!

-On average, there are 178 sesame seeds on each McDonalds BigMac bun.

-Children grow faster in the springtime.

-Every human spent about half an hour as a single cell.

-Clans of long ago who wanted to get rid of people without killing them used to burn their houses down-hence the expression “to get fired”.

-“Goodbye” came from “God bye” which came from “God be with you.”

-The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets.

-7.5 million toothpicks can be created from a cord of wood.

-In New York City, approximately 1,600 people are bitten by other humans every year.

-Lefties people seem to die 6 to 9 years sooner than righties people. No one has a good explanation for why.


The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly…An Eight-Book Box Set

Today I turn Monday Musings over to Anita Philmar. Anita and her fellow authors are here to discuss their recently released box set The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly.

What do you get when you mix cowboys with ghosts? A collection of eight (stand-alone) amazing stories from the Old West with haunts of every variety.

Get your love of alpha cowboys on and feed your addiction for the bizarre (and sometimes spooky) world when you download The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly.


McKee’s Ghost by Anita Philmar

His fiancée called off their engagement after be accosted by a ghost in his house.

Now, a beautiful ghost detective has shown up at his ranch, saying his brother has hired her to take care of the unwanted spirit.

Konnor McKee is more than happy with PSI Agent Ruth Oliva Wilson. One look and he was hooked. Now, if he can only get some help from a ghost, he might be able to secure himself a bride after all.

With the return of his ex-fiancee, his life is turn upside down by an angry ghost, a vindictive woman and a sexy medium. Konnor doesn’t know which way to turn.

Can he get everyone out of this alive and marry the PSI Agent?

Or has he lost all hope of a happy future because of the ruthless ghost of one of his ancestors?

McKee’s Ghost Excerpt

The hands he’d dropped to her waist shifted. One drew Ruth deeper into his embrace while the other nudged her chin up with a knuckle until their eyes met. His searing gaze lit a fire, heating her core and arousing every cell in her body.

“No. The gentleman in me heads south whenever you enter the room. All I can think about is getting my hands on you.” Konnor sprayed his palms over her back and tugged her deeper against his chest. “I want you in a way I’ve never wanted a woman before, under me screaming while I make you completely mine.”

She gasped. “But you don’t even know me.”

“You’re wrong. Some instinct inside me knew the moment we met you belong to me. Now, all I need to do is convince you of that fact.” He dropped his mouth over hers. His kisses were gentle and sweet one moment, demanding and urgent the next.

The crisp flavor of the apple he’d just eaten played over her taste buds. Pleasure overruled the sound logic of keeping him at a distance. Instead, she gave into the tempestuous assault to her senses and slid her arms around his neck. Minutes passed. The hunger inside her growing until she couldn’t catch her breath.

He tore his mouth from hers, and she gasped for air. “Please, sweetheart, I’m not a patient man, especially when I’ve waited so long for you. I need—”

“Don’t say it,” she whispered and lowered her head to avoid eye contact. She’d tempted him, let him think if he asked for more, she’d willingly give him whatever he wanted.

Realizing how much she already cared for him, she rebelled against the likelihood of losing her heart to another man. More than once, she’d fallen into the trap of believing a man would love her no matter what.

Every time, she paid with a broken heart. This time, she needed to give him a day or two to come to terms with the true nature of her abilities. Once he saw her in action, he’d change. The desire he felt would wilt until he had no feeling for her at all.

“I’m sorry, but we need to take this slow.” She lowered her hands and pressed them against his chest. “Now, you should tend to your horses.”

Konnor studied her for a long moment before he slowly released his grip. “Make yourself at home. I’ll be back as soon as I’ve finished my nightly chores.”

She nodded, and he turned for the door with a sigh.

The light click of the latch falling into place felt like a shot through her heart. She’d come here determined to do her job and leave. However, Konnor had blindsided her with his charm. She’d broken her new rule of not becoming involved with a client.

Now, she had to figure out a way to keep her heart safe when everything inside her wanted to give in to Konnor’s demands.

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I’m very excited about a new box set that’s just come out. I wanted to let readers know what I’m working on and share with you what others in the box set have written.

Here is a question that I asked my fellow contributors and their responses.

I understand all the stories in The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly are connected to the P.S.I. Agency in St. Louis. How is your character connected and does he/she have any special paranormal abilities?

Keta Diablo said:

Psychic Specters Investigations = P.S.I. Agency. We decided to connect all the stories in the anthology with a common thread. And we knew we wanted to write about ghosts and cowboys. Thus, the Agency was created and its location would be St. Louis, MO. Some stories might have one of the main characters working for the Agency; others might have a secondary character connected to the Agency.

In my story, Comes An Outlaw, a secondary character worked for P.S.I. before his death. He plays a minor but important part in the story. He doesn’t have special paranormal abilities, but rather held an innate interest in spirits and the afterlife when he walked the earth. As a result of his dealings with ghosts, he’s able to transcend the veil between life and death.

Patty Sherry-Crews said:

My character, Healy Harrison, is an agent for PSI. Unfortunately for Healy she sees dead people. This fact has made her early life hell. She became a social recluse and decided to move to the anonymity of a large city before she ends up becoming the eccentric maiden aunt of the family.

But she has learned how to turn her curse to her advantage, seeing and communicating with ghosts for profit.

Blaire Edens said:

My main male character, Cole Swanson, is a native of St. Louis. He’s an up and coming agent with Tremayne PSI who’s just opened an office in Reno. But he has one big secret: He doesn’t believe in ghosts. Instead of solving cases using paranormal abilities, he relies on logic and deductive reasoning. It’s worked just fine until he picks up a case that has nothing to do with rats in the attic or loose roof tiles and everything to do with ghosts.

My female lead, Annabelle Lawson, dreams of the dead. After she contracted scarlet fever, the dead come to her every night in an attempt to contact the living. On the run from an abusive father, she spots an ad for Tremayne agents and thinks it might be the perfect job for her. All she needs is enough money to get back to her granny in Kentucky and she’ll be safe from her father.

Anita Philmar said:

My character, Ruth Olivia Wilson, R.O.W. is an agent for Tremayne PSI Agency. She is a medium and talks to dead people. She has travel across the country, helping people free themselves of ghost. She knows how painful losing someone can be and wants to make sure bring people here on earth peace but the spirits as well.

Charlene Radddon said:

My hero, Burke Jameson, is an experienced agent for the agency and has had strong instincts regarding spirits and supernatural activity since he was young.

Margo Collins said:

Both my heroine and hero are agents for the Tremayne Agency. Ruby Silver is a former demon-hunter who comes to the agency with a number of paranormal ghost-busting skills—and a lot of baggage. Her newly assigned partner, Trip Austin, doesn’t have any paranormal skills, but he does have a lot of experience helping the living deal with their ghosts (both literal and figurative).

Erin Hayes said:

Hattie Hart was a saloon girl in a rough part of St. Louis who was plagued by seeing ghosts ever since she was little. She was rescued from this life by Nat Tremayne, although she has never met the mysterious leader of the Tremayne PSI Agency. For the past five years, she’s traveled around the country investigating paranormal disturbances, although she has disturbances of her own.

Andrea Downing said:

My agent, Dudley Worksop, comes from the Denver agency.  The PSI agency has done so well in finding ghosts and helping them that they’ve had to open a Denver branch! Dudley is an Englishman with very great powers of communicating with ghosts others may not be able to see and hear.  He is a very precise person, too.  These characteristics seem to run in the family because his descendent, Malcolm Worksop, who appears towards the end of the book, is very similar.

Wow, after reading all of this can’t you see why I’m excited by this box set.


Wild, Wild Ghost by Margo Bond Collins

With everyone she loves in the grave, Ruby specializes in the dead.

Comes An Outlaw by Keta Diablo

An outlaw returns to his childhood home to find his parents and brother dead, and the lovely widow in grave danger.

Long A Ghost, and Far Away by Andrea Downing

Ghosts are restless souls, and Lizzie Adams is one of them.  How many lives will she get to find the perfect love?

A Ghostly Wager by Blaire Edens

Even a skeptical detective needs a little otherworldly help.

How the Ghost Was Won by Erin Hayes

There are ghost stories. And there are ghost legends.

McKee’s Ghost by Anita Philmar

The ghost living in his house might have saved him from an unhappy marriage and brought him the girl of his dreams but when his ex- fiancé returns, the same spirit turns his life upside down.

A Ride Through Time by Charlene Raddon

P.S.I. Agent Burke Jameson wants to find out if Eagle Gulch, Colorado has genuine ghosts. But he found far more than he expected, including a horse ride that could change his life forever

The Ghost and the Bridegroom by Patti Sherry-Crews

She’s sent west to solve a case. What she finds will change her forever.

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Bestselling and Award-winning authors are pleased to save you more than 75% on this fantastic boxed set! (Price if books sold separately)

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