The fishing remains quite strong around here. I have been fishing on bad tides, during howling winds and the fish have been everywhere, almost exclusively spotted trout.
All the top secret spots have been brimming with sea life.
as you can see, I've been mostly fly fishing with surface poppers.
Penn Reel Tribute Shot -- I guess these reels have been sold to Shakespeare -- I love the simplicity of these reels.
Hippy, bask in the tripped out glow of this shot...
You can see why fish flip around so much. Hunter S. Thompson fish eye view.
It's really hard to get a focused underwater shot.
Been fishing my buddy's Hobie kayak lately from his place. I think the boat is 12 feel long and has a very flat deck and low profile compared to my Tarpon 14. I like the handles that are built right into the kayak.
Trippy man.
One of those hippy/meat fisherman crossover shots.
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Jan 2 - Holiday Report - Big Trouts - Snook - Reds
If you have a dial up connection go and get some coffee now... and maybe a donut... and maybe read "War and Peace".
However, if you have a fast connection get ready for some pictures!
YO! Hippys! You're going to be pretty fired up on this report. There was a crapload of nature out there looking all beautiful and stuff...
Hmmmm. Perhaps a larger bait would be in order... The Barracuda were out there and they were pissed. I'd say a six footer hit this guy in about 18" of water. Yipes.
Look at the action on the surface! Call the discovery channel people!
Note teeth marks on this ladyfish. Lets go swimming! Fun!
Mr. Ladyfish, I suggest you swim as quickly as you can away from here. Really. I mean it. This is no place for a ladyfish today.
Hippy shot? Fishing Shot? Only the ladyfish knows for sure...
Hmmm. Does anyone smell incense?
It's peaceful on top of the water. Underneath its a totally different story.
Nature shot? A fishing shot? An abstract artsy shot? Or just the tail of another stupid trout?
No question here. This is a flag burnin' flashbackin' bare footed hacky sack kickin' tree huggin' hippy shot if I ever saw one.
There are so many trout and redfish around here right now.
These pelicans are huge. Why, just one fed my whole family for 2 weeks.
This photo probably makes you feel moody, pensive and yet strangely free. Or, it may make you feel like covering your french fries with your jacket. It just depends.
Hows the cormorant hovering in the background? What a lousy day this redfish is having. I hope my singing cheered him up.
This is not a good place to fish. No fish here. keep moving. next stop Ft. Meyers.
Sweet. Ansel Adams would totally dig this shot.
I call this shot "trout #74" for obvious reasons.
I call this shot "bob the 6 fingered monkeyfish" for less obvious reasons.
This was a 26" snook. I caught this fish 3 times and landed him the 3rd time. Same dock. Same bait. I'm almost sure of it.
This is how easy the fishing is here. You just reach in and grab them.
This fish exploded. It was pretty wierd.
Sweet hippy shot here. Even though this bird would claw your hippy eyes out given half a chance. Ospreys hate hippys.
Redfish and docks. Two great things that go great together.
This sweet trout measured 27". The big trout have been all over the place this winter.
Phew! That's it! The fishing has been just stupid lately. Get out there! Happy New Year!
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JAN 23 - LOVES LURE?! - TROUT - LADYFISH - DOUBLE HEADERS!!
Greetings fellow anglers. Managed to sneak out for a pre dawn fishing mission using only the loves lure? Madness you say? What would drive a person to this? Read on.
As he sun rose over the horizon, I thought to myself, "what the heck? catching fish is boring. Why not embrace the challenge of throwing a little pink bolo that only wants to wrap around itself and the pole? Now that's a challenge." So, off I went with my crazy lure flipping wildly to and fro, whistling merrily past my ear and tangling itself into a ball around the rod. You think fly fishing is an aimless exercise in futility? Try this!
Well. Who knew that you can actually catch fish on a loves lure? Turns out, amazingly, the little buggers work really, really well! I had to retie one of em' because it got repeatedly mauled by sea life. I retied with a loop knot which is superior to the goofy clinch knot that the lure ships with. Why, the tag end they leave on that thing is longer than the lure. It's a weed seeking missile that setup. I caught tons of fish the highlight being a big bluefish that escaped during it's photo shoot. Trust me. It was huge. Probably 140 lbs. (+/- 137lb) I had double headers galore and though none of the fish were remarkable in size I was amazed by the volume. I didn't even take pictures of most of them which, as you probably know, is totally unlike me.
THIS IS A LOVES LURE, OFTEN MISTAKEN FOR A VERY QUIET WIND CHIME OR A VERY SHORT UNDERWATER PARADE. 
OH, YOU KNEW THIS WAS COMING. KICK BACK. TAKE IT IN. NOW GET ON MONSTER.COM AND GET A JOB. 
OHMYGOD! THE WORLD IS ON FIRE! JUST KIDDING, YA' DINGY HIPPY. 
Untangled the lure from itself and the pole in the pre-dawn light and cast it out casually, assuming I'd be doing this over and over again with little to bother me.
So, what do you think happened? Did a comet strike the earth? Did a fish ride by on a unicycle reading the first soliloquy from Hamlet? No, friends, something even stranger occurred. The lure hit the water and a nice jack hit it! A fish. Yes, I said a fish. Ate a loves lure. At sea. It's amazing and it gets even weirder.
OK. THAT'S A JACK. I BETTER GET SOME LOTTO TICKETS TODAY... 
Yep. A fish. So I untangle the lure from itself and the pole and again cast it out. Now, I'm confident that there is no possible way that any other fish in the sea can be as mind numbingly stupid as this jack I just caught. I mean, natural selection would've eliminated such a fish eons ago? right?
HEY! THIS IS A REAL TIME SAVER! I DON'T HAVE TO FISH ANYWHERE NEAR AS LONG THIS WAY... 
Amazing! There are not just one but two fish that decided that they wanted to join the parade! That's 2 casts, 3 fish. What kind of crazy math is going on out here?
So, I untangle the lure from itself and the pole and cast it out yet again. This time I'm positive I wont catch anything. There's just no way. Lightning never strikes this many times, except in the wildly violent atmosphere of Venus... but that's another story for another time...
OH NO, YOU DID NOT EAT THAT LURE. 
Ok. That's 3 casts, 4 fish. One of which is a bonified game fish. I turn to the loves lure and give it a long hard look, like its trying to pull a fast one on me. Or, like its possessed with voodoo juju. I slowly untangle it from itself and the pole and cast it out again. Yep. More fish. Everywhere. Can't shake em' off. I would catch one and let it run until I felt the next one hit the other lure. Trout, ladyfish, jacks and the aforementioned bluefish. Amazing. Utterly amazing.
EVERYBODY LOVES A PARADE! 
Continued to untangle, cast and retrieve fish for the better part of 2 hours. Never really saw anything bigger than the bluefish but all in all I was pretty pleased...
GAME FISH EVERYWHERE! 
DOUBLE HEADERS APLENTY! 
Finally decided to pack up shop and head in.
I thought you guys would especially enjoy this because up until today, there is no photographic evidence of loves lures ever having caught a fish, let alone two fish at once! That's like catching a mermaid and a unicorn on the same cast! Fin.
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JAN 22 - SNOOK - HIPPY SHOTS GALORE - HAWAII - UNDERWATER
This report will start out fairly traditionally until it gets all freaked out when I go to Hawaii. There, the fish change but the hippy shots stay remarkably similar even though there is a 5 hour time difference. Hippies don't know what time it is for gods sake! They're too busy with important stuff like... well... they just don't care about time. That's how they are. They love a good sunset, though.
Headed out from the dock in Sarasota. This was a beautiful day, slightly hazy, with a medium low tide, incoming. The fishing was a little lackluster but the day itself was nice.
HIPPY ALERT! NATURE FOOTAGE AHOY! 
SMALL SNOOK ANGLED FROM LARGE OYSTER BAR. ONLY GULP SHRIMP WERE WORKING, BOUNCED SLOWLY ALONG BOTTOM. 
An angling aside, I haven't caught anything on troll for a long, long time. Maybe a stray jack or two. That was a pretty dependable method of fishing for me in the summer and fall. I think that the cold weather may have made that type of feeding really slack off. I still get them on jerk baits but trolling? Almost never. Fishing is funny that way. Though, not catching fish isn't all that funny, is it? It's actually kind of sad.
THIS IS A TRADITIONAL PLASTIC LURE, NOT A GULP. THE JACK MENTIONED THAT HE DIDN'T REALLY KNOW THE DIFFERENCE AND HE WAS FEEDING BECAUSE OF AN INSTINCTUAL RESPONSE, NOT SMELL. I THANKED HIM FOR THIS VALUABLE INSIGHT AND THREW HIM TO A PELICAN. 
REMEMBER WHEN I SAID "NO MORE PICTURES OF JACKS OR LADYFISH"? THAT WAS A LIE. I MEANT TO SAY "NO MORE PICTURES OF THE TOPS OF JACKS OR LADYFISH" THIS UPSIDE DOWN SHOT IS FAIR GAME. NOTE THE INTERESTING, DELICATE LINES ON THE GILLS. THEY'RE REALLY A BEAUTIFUL FISH. 
Saw a yellow kayak in the distance which turned out to be PF forum member Seamus. He said he'd been catching tons of ladyfish, which I believed since the same phenomena had been happening to me. We exchanged some small talk. I paddled back out at sunset and I swear I saw a yellow kayak Waaaayyyy off in the distance. This would imply that seamus had fished for like 10 hours. HARDCORE! Might have been someone else, but, probably Seamus.
SEAMUS, READY FOR ANYTHING, WITH 4 RODS. 
WHEN YOU HOLD A SNOOK LIKE THIS THEY LOOK PRETTY DARN FUNNY! WHAT YOU LOOKIN AT FOOL? HOW'S THAT THUMB TASTE? I HAD TO DO IT LIKE 3 TIMES. ITS A RIOT. 
IT WAS QUITE HOT BUT THE FOG ROLLED IN A FEW TIMES. STRANGE WEATHER FOR THIS AREA.
SMOOTH WATER AS WE HEAD TO THE DOCK 
This observation about the weather brings me to good spot to talk about weather and its effect on fishing. As you all probably know, low and high pressure systems spin and push across Florida year round. The rising and falling barometer has a definite relationship to the fishing. I often think that the temp and change in direction of the barometer is more important than the tides. Here's a brief guide to barometric pressure.
Hornetbear's Handbook On Barometric Pressure:
Preamble: Barometric pressure ranges from 28 - 31 inches Hg. The average barometric pressure is 29.92 this should probably be your benchmark. When the barometer is here this represents the effective middle of the scale.
1. High Pressure: This is pressure above 30 that is rising or hanging out there. Fishing generally sucks. This is those bluebird days without a cloud in the sky or extremely high cirrus clouds. I suggest really seeking out a tidally influenced fishing spot because the weather ain't helping.
2 High pressure, falling. This is radically better than high pressure rising. This represents a change in weather and I believe the fish really tune into this. Probably because about 24-36 hours after this starts happening it's going to be cold and windy. Who likes that? Nobody. I would say that when the pressure starts dropping, even if its high, the fishing will start to turn on. It can even be a blue sky. You'll usually see atmospheric indicators such as a lowering ceiling or new types of clouds.
3. Average Pressure. 29.92ish - Fishing is pretty good. I prefer when the barometer is falling through this area. Falling pressure is almost always better than rising pressure in my opinion but you don't get the shut off you may experience during extremely high pressure.
4 Low Pressure. Fishing can be extremely good during low pressure days. Often there will be low clouds, fog, low ceiling, etc. If the wind gradient isn't that large, low pressure systems are associated with the oily calm of overcast windless days. However, as the pressure gets lower and lower the odds of extremely bad weather rise exponentially. Hurricanes represent the lowest pressure on the planet and they are not known for their particularly good fishing conditions.
I think the area around 29.92, falling, represents the best window for anglin'. As you get to the extremes of the scale you will often encounter high winds (a direct result of the large differences in pressure). If you're on the extreme ends of the scale you should find a place with lots of fish because the weather is adversely affecting the bite.
With all this said, sometimes the fishing is just plain old good, defying any system. There are too many factors that influence the behavior of fish. You just gotta get out there. You never know.
After this, I packed up my stuff for a week in Hawaii to work. I managed to screw around a lot too. I was on the beautiful island of Maui. It ruled. What a place.
THE SUNRISE FROM THE SARASOTA AIRPORT. LOOKS LIKE THE PRESSURE IS FALLING FROM YESTERDAY, NO? 
Brought some fishing gear but didn't really use it. The fishing from shore kind of sucks in Hawaii. There were kayaks to rent but I just wasn't feeling it. Spent some time snorkeling to get fish shots for the gang at home.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THESE ARE CALLED BUT THEY'RE REALLY BIG. MIGHT BE A JACK. HOW'S THAT PENTAX CAMERA? TIGHT. 
Ok. This brings me to public apology time. In Hawaii a big jack trevally (over 10 lbs) is called a ulua. People love them. Eat them. Sashimi them on the beach. Check it all out at http://ulua-fishing.com/ So, when SteveG said jacks aren't a trash fish, he was pretty much right. Also, they devour ladyfish over there too. Love em.
We don't see a whole lot of SteveG these days but, well, he was right. Except about the sailcat which is a total trash fish and tastes like a iodine omelet. That's coming from a fisherman in Hawaii. We share lots of fish with the Hawaiian waters, actually. No snook though. There's a hybrid tarpon that lives in the rivers.
THAT SEA URCHIN DOESN'T LOOK ALL THAT SHARP... 
PARROTFISH. JUST ANOTHER DAY AT THE DISCOVERY CHANNEL. 
JACQUE COSTEAU DU HORNETBEAR. 
ANGELFISH? THIS COULD BE THE KEYS REALLY. 
CORAL HEAD FROM BELOW. 
THIS IS SOME TYPE OF FISH... 
BUTTERFLY FISH RUNNING AWAY FROM SNORKELING HORNETBEAR 
HIPPY SHOT, THOUGH I DON'T THINK MANY HIPPIES WERE STAYING AT THE GRAND WAILEA... 
HIPPY! STOP LOOKING AT THAT SEASHELL AND CHECK THIS OUT! 
YOU KNOW HOW TO CATCH THESE FISH? USE CHEERIOS. THEY SLAY THE KOI EVERY TIME. 
HIPPY! ENOUGH WITH THE BEADED WRISTBANDS. LOOK OVER HERE! 
OH LOOK. HUMPBACK WHALE. WISH I HAD A SERIOUS ZOOM. THEY'RE THICK IN THE MOLOKAI CHANNEL. 
THE SURF IN HAWAII IS THE BEST IN THE WORLD. BETTER EVEN THAN SARASOTA DURING HURRICANE SEASON. HOOKIPA, WINDY BUT STILL PRETTY GOOD. 
A great trip to Hawaii. What a place. I came home on the redeye and returned to FL. The weather here was almost the same but no wind when I got back. See you at the OLC!
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JAN 10 - LADYFISH - JACKS - HIPPY SHOTS - HORNETBEAR.COM!
There are only ladyfish and jacks in Sarasota. There is no room for anything else. They have obviously run the other fish out and taken over the bay. If there ever was a redfish, snook or pompano they have all been forcefully relocated to Pine Island by the raw masses of jacks and ladyfish. No other fish could survive. I have been repeatedly struck by jumping fish, had lures break and suffered carpal tunnel syndrome of the lure popping hand. I have stopped photographing ether species because, well, the world only needs so many pictures of jacks and ladyfish. The fishing is so darn easy I'm thinking about taking out the fly rod. Shoot! I'm thinking about taking a lasso or coat hanger bent into a loop. I also have taken a grip of hippy shots for the unwashed masses. Report follows.
I headed out to angle up a giant redfish. Surely, with the beautiful weather, redfish would be lined up at the oyster bar, waiting for a snack. It was a fine day, about 78 degrees and spectacular. The breeze was light and from the east. However, the redfish were running scared from the masses of ladyfish...
OH! LOOK! A LADYFISH. THOSE ARE FUN TO CATCH. MAYBE I'LL CATCH 3000 MORE. 
THE LADYFISH IS A BEAUTIFULLY FISH COVERED IN GOOEY, GOOKY SLIME. 
HERE IS WHERE THE REDFISH SHOULD BE. I SWEAR IT WAS CRAWLING WITH TAILING LADYFISH. 
"MOONFLOWER, DROP THAT HACKYSACK AND LOOK AT THIS BEAUTIFUL BIRDIE" 
Caught more and more ladyfish. Switched to topwater and really started to catch billions of them. They were thick I tell you. Thick.
HEDDON LURES SUFFER FROM SUCK. THE EYELET SCREWS UNSCREW UNDER HEAVY FISHING PRESSURE. I'M COMPLETELY OVER THE BRAND. THEY ALWAYS BREAK. 
YEP. THAT'S ANOTHER LADYFISH. 
THAT'S A PRETTY BIG LADYFISH RIGHT THERE, BABY! 
JEEZ! LOOK AT THE SIZE OF THAT LADYFISH! AMAZING! 
EVERYBODY WAS GETTING IN ON THE ACTION. 
HIPPY! TAKE A BREAK FROM BUILDING THAT MACRAMÉ WIND CHIME AND LOOK AT THIS! 
OK THIS IS THE LAST LADYFISH SHOT. I PROMISE. 
BUT HARDLY THE LAST HIPPY SHOT! TRIPPY MAN. TRIPPY. 
So, I was catching fish right and left. My hair was all matted with goo. My kayak was shiny with gook. I looked like a full on crazy person. But a crazy person catching lots of fish, which is slightly less crazy than a crazy person just sitting there in a kayak.
Then, a boat sights my frenzy and makes a beeline for my spot! They run right over my line and post up right next to me. Now, mind you, there are literally miles and miles of wide open fishing but these guys were unbelievable. Some boaters are just such amazing dinks. Really. I asked them what on earth their problem was. They apologized from their Mr. CB's rental. They said they just wanted to catch some fish.
Well... OK... Mr. ethical high ground can see where you'd like to catch some fish. And, well, I guess I don't actually OWN Sarasota bay... I let them have my spot and headed for home.
IF YOU LOOK AT THIS PHOTO YOU CAN SEE THE BOAT IN THE DISTANCE THAT ROLLED UP ON MY SPOT. THEY WERE DESPERATE. I FORGIVE THEM. 
OHHHH! ARTSY! 
NOW THAT IS SOME CRYSTAL CLEAR WATER. 
HIPPY! STOP WORKING ON YOUR MEDIEVAL FAIR COSTUME FOR 2 MINUTES AND LOOK AT THIS! 
I KNOW THERES A SNOOK UNDER THERE. I CAN SENSE HIM. THAT'S CALLED SNOOKAPATHY, FOR YOU NON-SCIENCE TYPES. 
HERES KIND OF A BUDDHIST HIPPY SHOT... 
I returned to the dock. Fin.
Well, not actually fin. I have been posting so many of these reports I realized I had kind of a personal online fishing database going. I would know where all the spots were and what fish I caught and all sorts of valuable info...
So, I went back to the archives to pull all the old posts and, HORROR, discovered that the database only goes back a month or so! So, many of these posts are lost to the ages. I still have the pictures but the commentary is lost to the ether of the web. You'll just have to remember it if you were there.
Those old posts sucked anyhow.
However, To save all this info for future generations of Hornetbears, and myself, I have decided to go live with
http://www.hornetbear.com
This helpful resource will allow me to keep all HB fishing reports for posterity. It's also chock a block full of sweet fishing links for y'all. Also, the advertising revenue will pay for the hosting! Its a stroke of genius, I tell you. However there's only 4 posts right now. Oh well. More hilarity will ensue. Click on the ad links while you're there. Now that's truly it. FIN.
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JAN 1(ish) - HOLIDAY REPORT - WINDY - JACKS - TERP
Greetings. Managed to fish a few times lately in a variety of conditions. Met up with Terp on Monday we angled up some action. Fun fishing. Report follows.
Thought I'd open with a hippy shot... I can almost smell the B.O. this one is so darn beautiful.
AHHH. SOOTHING. LETS GO RASSLE UP SOME SEA LIFE. 
I'm not sure of the exact chronology of these so I'll just kind of go from photo to photo with witty anecdotes interspersed betwixt them. Enjoy, readers.
YOU'LL BE SEEING A LOT OF THIS DURING THIS HOLIDAY REPORT 
I have located a jack free for all area. Even Terp was able to catch them in this honey hole. They were everywhere. Working the seawall. Freaking out on the surface. Easy sight fishing for several days. But now they're all gone so DaveR don't even bother trying to jump that hole. Dead zone. Terp ruined it.
YOU'LL ALSO BE SEEING A LOT OF THESE LURES DURING THIS REPORT 
"UMMM. SAVORY LURE, HOW PAINFUL YOU ARE. YET, I MUST HAVE YOU." 
Saw something amazing and mucho uncool this day. Some yahoos renting a house on the water were WASTED and shooting a potato gun at pelicans and ospreys. I'm a pretty live and let live guy, with my vertical fish holding and whatnot, but, what a crew?! It was father, mother and kids all merrily chugging cocktails and discharging weapons. I keep fish and game in my cell phone and I called them (863-648-3211) but I don't think anything came of it. I should've taken a picture but I was a little concerned I'd be a even more fun target than a bird. Anyhow, it kind of sucked but I was catching a bunch of fish so, hey, what do you do? I don't think any pelicans procured painful pouch potato punctures.
"GET ME BACK IN THE WATER! THAT DRUNK GUY HAS A GUN!" 
TOPWATER LURES ARE PRETTY DARN COOL. UNLESS THEY CATCH ON YOUR EARLOBE. THEN, THEY SUCK. 
The following day the weather was breezy but the fishing remained very good.
WHAT A FUN FISH TO CATCH. THE WILY SARASOTA BLUEFISH. MUCH SMARTER THAN THE DIM WITTED TAMPA BAY BLUEFISH 
YOU WANT HIPPY SHOTS?! TRY THIS ONE ON, STARCHILD MOONBEAM! 
CAN ANYONE IDENTIFY THIS FISH? SMALLMOUTH? MUSKY? WALLEYE? I'VE NEVER SEEN ONE. 
IN ENGLAND, THEY HOLD ALL SEA TROUT WITH THE PINKY FINGER EXTENDED. ITS CONSIDERED VERY POLITE. 
NOT A GOOD FISHING SPOT. I SUGGEST FT. DESOTO. PEOPLE DON'T SHOOT AT YOU THERE. I DON'T THINK... 
YOU ARE A VERY SMALL FISH. BEGONE. YOU ANGER ME. 
LURES. BEAUTIFUL LURES. SHARP POINTY WORKS OF ART, REALLY. 
Fishing was good and the winds continued to build. The next day was sunny and the wind was howling out of the south. I didn't care. A little wind will not keep the hornetbear from angling. I scoff at the wind. Except when I put my stakeout pole in the water and almost flip out of the kayak. Then I panic and curse at the wind. But that doesn't happen that often, really. It's mostly scoffing.
I met Terp out on the water. He had forgotten his anchor so he was briskly drifting into docks, mangroves, seawalls, et. al. I was fishing and I'm not totally sure what Terp was up to since he drifted away from me at like 7 MPH for the first hour or so.
CAUGHT THIS SWEET LITTLE SNOOK. TERP HAD CAUGHT NOTHING. 
CAUGHT THIS SLOT RED. IF YOU LOOK CLOSELY YOU CAN SEE TERP DRIFTING IN THE BACKGROUND, CATCHING NOTHING. 
CAUGHT SOME JACKS. TERP STILL HAD CAUGHT NOTHING. 
Started to feel pretty bad for the terpenator. I told him I'd take him over to my honey hole where I take little kids that want to catch their first fish. He cheerfully agreed to this.
TERP, DO YOU WANT TO DO THE HALF DAY CHARTER OR GO AHEAD WITH THE FULL DAY? 
THATS RIGHT. NO SKUNK FOR THIS GUY. HAVING FUN NOW. 
Terp started to kind of slay the jacks. We were in em'! It was fun even though he was casting across my line and telling me to fish the oyster bed behind us. I just figured, whatever, its really about the client having fun.
THIS PICTURE REALLY TELLS A STORY. 
ACTION SHOT! DOUBLE HEADER! 
"DUDE THAT WAS THE BEST CHARTER EVER. DO YOU TAKE CHECKS?" 
We paddled back in and called it a day. It was a beautiful but windy afternoon and the two master anglers again dominated the poor defenseless sea life. I pity the fool jack that tries to swim past Terp. I PITY him. Fin.
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