When it comes to football and in particular watching the AFL, I really enjoy both watching it on tv and live also, particularly if it’s played in front of a large crowd on the hallow turf at the only traditional home of football in the country, the MCG ,
So when I sometimes chat to people that I meet about the game and they might mention they support Hawthorn and I say that I barracked for them once upon a time. Usually they look at me with a perplexed look on their face and I smile to myself and then I briefly offer them this following explanation.
When I was a really young boy mum took me and the girls to the Melbourne show , we went on a special steam train with red rattler carriages towed behind it leaving from home at the Wonthaggi railway station , and up untill a few years ago I still had the ticket stub especially printed for that journey in my treasure draw .
I think it was the last steam train ever to leave from Wonthaggi.
Even for a kid my age it was a tiring long day and we returned home happy but buggered , carrying our newly gained treasure inside some show bags.
I happened to have a Collingwood show bag in amongst mine , and the next morning when I took a look at all the goodies that were stashed inside , it was including a junior Collingwood club type of free membership that I couldn’t fill in to send off quick enough, and I was done and dusted and now a fully fledged Collingwood supporter minus the missing teeth .
I then followed Collingwood for quite a few years I think about eight ,
I loved everything about the game of football I like many young boys I lived and breathed it and I also played on the St Joseph’s school team and we played matches against other local primary school teams in the town .
I had began to loose my interest in Collingwood as they were hopeless and hadn’t won a premiership in that time , so I wasn’t that keen on them any more , and it was then that something wonderful occurred , that changed everything and that came to me completely out of the blue.
Back in those days there was no such thing as a a draft and the league was then called the VFL and the closest VFL ground then to Wonthaggi was Waverley Park and it was the gateway for the people in the South to easily access the games .
Because there was no draft system there in its place was a system of zones.
They were areas of land drawn in on a map and Wonthaggi and the surrounding district fell under the recruitment area of Hawthorn.
So what happened next was that back then big M milk was sorta new on the market and they sponsored a junior little league VFL club competition played out on the ground at VFL matches at half time sort of a bit like now ,
by grade six boys , all fully dressed in the club colours.
My mum got a phone call from the Hawthorn recruitment manager to offer me a chance to play a game of footy at the MCG as I had been selected to join the team. You only ever got to ever play just once , as the area was large with lots of boys eligible to play so they had to be fair.
I had never been so exited in my life and until it was the actual game day I couldn’t sit still.
So come game day and we are loaded onto a bus for the trip to the G everyone aboard was so full of anticipation and it was something a bit new for me as it would turn out to be the biggest people crowd that I had ever been in in my life.
I remember when we arrived and waited all together just inside the gate , I saw something that struck me as really quite unusual and it was a man and I saw him step inside the gate and unusually I think that I noticed he had no ticket , and thought that’s odd., he really struck me visually as he was so unusually dressed , he was super tall and wearing a bright sort of shirt and he actually was carrying a I thought a ladies hand bag on his shoulder and then to top it off he also was wearing thigh high green leather boots and I just stared at him in complete disbelief as he looked to me just like puss in boots .
Welcome to the city Curly I didn’t tell my dad as he would’ve freaked out.
I did find out later that that man was actually a Hawks player and he was the famous flamboyant ruckman Don Scott .
So from memory we were all taken down into the hawthorn change rooms to watch them in their pre game warm up , I couldn’t get over the players size they were all huge compared to me and then we all got changed into real Hawthorn jumpers l think for us all to line up for the senior team to run past on their way to break through the banner , at the start of the game.
I had never actually imagined just how big the banner actually was when compared to the small ones in the finals at home .
So then the nervous wait for half time , with a few warm ups and a pep talk from the coach and it finally was time .
It was a fairly long walk out from under the stands in the tunnel,
I can’t really describe to you just how I felt when I first stepped onto the hallow MCG turf , it was so special and even though i was young ,
I could just feel its power
Like it was a coliseum ,
But it felt comfortable.
So we took our positions and waited for the whistle to blow and bounce the ball,
it was on for young and old and I was playing at half back . It was such a big long ground and there was no chance of me kicking a goal as that’s what everyone wants to do , but it’s a team sport so I did my best and I got a fair few possessions and I remember handpassing the ball to a mate
Mark Tiziani as he ran past me as he was a longer kick.
We played about ten minutes a half , and in the end we won the game not by a lot as I think we had scored like two goals three to about one goal 4
So it was a close contest and I was absolutely spent when we hit the rooms for a shower and get changed ,
Because it was a sponsored competition we were all rewarded with a hot 4 and 20 pie and a cold big M and a certificate , and I have still got mine somewhere it was all just so awesome and it formed a memory and experience that money just can’t buy , so then we all watched the end of the senior game out in the stands and I collected a few autographs from the boys and we all jumped back on the bus for the trip home and the mandatory Dandenong maccas stop for dinner , that I loved as I wasn’t ever allowed to eat it .
So I’m not sure how long it took me to actually calm down but by the morning I now had a new team to support and that was of course the Hawks because I now had a special personal attachment to that club so I then declared myself officially a Hawk .
Little did I know that soon I would be back at the MCG again for another Hawks game and not just watching in the crowd , a few weeks later
Dick Williams the Hawks recruiting officer rang mum again as one of the boys playing tomorrow unfortunately had fallen sick and he wondered if by chance if I would be interested in filling in that spot ,
I couldn’t believe it I get to live that experience all over again but playing with boys that I didn’t know but that’s cool with me .
So that whole experience was repeated and I was on top of the world and I think it was the first year that Terry Wallace and Rodney Eade played for the Hawks as I met them at the G and also in Wonthaggi , at a football junior clinic and l grabbed their autographs with a smile , and I do remember that they were both really nice people,
Of course they both went on to be stars of the game .
And unlike my old team Collingwood , the Hawks became powerhouses and won lots of flags.
So there is only one more part of my junior football career and in Wonthaggi there were two main footy teams that had absolutely such a fierce rivalry between them they were the Wonthaggi football club known as the Blues and also the Wonthaggi Rovers football club known as the Tigers and I hadn’t thought to much about just who I wanted to play for as I had lots of good friends playing at both camps so it was going to be a tough decision either way or so I thought at the time but suddenly one day that all changed as I was at my aunties house for a family bbq and my Uncle Kevin Dwyer was also there and he just happened to be the longstanding president of the Blues football club ,
he pulled me aside for a chat and asked me if I would come and play junior footy at the Blues ? I hesitated and then he twisted my arm by offering to pay me money for every game I played, the offer stood at $1 I thought this was pretty cool so I accepted ,
I signed up and I started training there the next week . And my first junior coach there was Dave Pugh , he was just one of the
Pugh family ,
and there was lots of them , So I got to watch them play that season and they all played for the Blues and they were local legends from the way they played the game and they were absolutely ferocious on the field and feared by lots of opponents.
So I kept on training and I was playing in the fourths or under fourteens when the season started and we played .
After the game my Uncle Kev found me and gave me the dollar payment for the game .
Unfortunately then I learnt a tough lesson in business as he shafted me and never gave me another cent for the rest of the year .
We actually won the premiership that season and that would be my last game as a Blue and the next season I headed out to a great local club Dalyston , because a good mate Rohan McRae played there and I wanted to join him . I basically played two games there every week thirds and seconds as we were always short of players in both divisions.
I must have been reasonably fit back then and at first I found that playing in the seconds at fourteen and small was a bit daunting, because you were playing against men that weren’t overly skilful and they all wanted to hurt you badly.
Dalyston was a fantastic family oriented club . That welcomed everyone with open arms into the fold . At the time I think that
John Carew was the club president , and as a player I quickly got to know a special man in the club Jimmy Hawkins who I believe was the no 1 ticket holder and Jim would in the rooms and at the huddles out on the ground hand out chewies to the players , pat everyone on the back and give lots of encouragement to all.
I guess after a few years of playing there the club presidency changed , and John stepped down and
Hoss Davis stepped up to the plate , I had already got to know Hoss a bit around the traps and one day a bit later he approached me with a strange offer .
He said to me Curly we have a bit of a function on upstairs in the rooms tonight and I wonder if you would like to come and help out serving behind the bar ?
I liked the sound of that so I quickly agreed and teed it up with mum to pick me up late that night after the function, also I had quite a lot of experience as I also poured lots beers on most weekends all around town at parties with kegs as back then they were always on for a drinking session somewhere in Wonthaggi, and apparently I could pull a good beer.
So my first night as a proper barman sort of panned out like this , working with me behind the jump was my teachers being Hoss himself and a man that was an absolute ledgend in Bruce Baker .
Hoss introduced me to Bruce and we were away , beer was mostly served in seven ounce glasses back then which I thought were around about a big sip a small sip and a mouthful and gone , so they are quite dangerous.
So first I had to listen to the rules of the bar ,
The first one was an absolute doozy and it was Curly , the rule is one for them one for us .
So that’s how things went .
I had a lot of fun that night and it was weird as by the end of the night it sort of effected my eyesight and when mum came to pick me up two men had to hold my arms and then help me down the stairs as I for some reason I couldn’t see much at all , mum smiled at me when they opened the door and put me into the car .
The next morning miraculously my eyesight was back to normal.
I was pretty happy about my new position in the club and I worked the rest of the season behind the bar on home games .
And function nights.
I can’t remember if I got paid but I couldn’t care if it was voluntary.
So Dalyston was a foward thinking club and in the under 17’s they appointed a new trainer and it was a first for both the club and also for the Bass Valley Football League ,
They appointed a lady trainer and it happened to be Dorothy Harland who to me was a family friend and my auntie Dot, this sort of changed things in the change rooms quite a lot with most of us acting a bit prude except as I remember probably Pat he didn’t care .
So over the whole time I was at the club it was mostly smooth sailing on and off the field until the last game of my second last season playing thirds . In the league out in the hills was another team called Glen Alvie that sadly for a number of reasons the club was now unviable and couldn’t continue and had made the hard decision to permanently close the club down and this was to be their last ever game .
Like most of the clubs that we played against I knew lots of the opposition teams players , like on that day I think included Dallas McKenzie
Graham Bird ,
Jeff Brusamarello and Russell Mathew’s and a player that I knew really quite well Geoffrey Smith.
Geoff was in my class at school and unfortunately we had a personality clash , he was a bit bigger than me and we often at school had fist fights in the yard that were a real hard slog as Geoff was pretty tough and he hit hard.
So on that day and at the end of the game we all had all shaken hands and headed for the exit gate toward the change rooms that were 25 metres from the boundary fence .
As we exited through the gate I saw out of the corner of my eye Geoff unloading a punch toward the back of the head of my teammate
John Matherson ,
I guess that in that split second I instinctively reacted and I fired off a punch into the side of Geoff’s head .
Next thing I know I was was completely surrounded by Glen Alvie players and I was actually unloading a flurry of punches , I’m not sure if any actually landed but I threw plenty.
Then our most respected clubman John Walsh appeared on the scene and it was all over .
In that moment I looked at my clubs rooms and I saw every single one of my teammates lined up on the veranda just kicking back and watching the action .
I honestly thought I had done the right thing by saving John from a certain knockout and sticking up for my team mate ,
But once again I was completely wrong ,
I absolutely loved the Dalyston footy club and was I think , also loved by lots of people there, and our coach at the time of that incident was
Terry Tate ,
he had quite a few stern words for me afterwards in the rooms and I thought ok fair enough I’ll cop that and that was it .
A few weeks later at the best and fairest vote count in the middle of the count Terry got up took the stage and made a speech to everyone present , and he made a massive reference to the disgusting incident that had occurred on the last match day and just how much of a disgrace it was how much it had tarnished the club and everyone in it ,
I had sunk down in my seat in disbelief of what I was hearing , wishing that I wasn’t there and Terry would stop , eventually he did and I was absolutely gutted , embarrassed and I thought is this what you get for sticking up for your mates , the presentation couldn’t end quickly enough for me .
When I walked down the stairs I just didn’t feel the same.
Honestly by the time the next season came around I’m not sure that anyone else remembered or even cared .
And this was going to be the best season ever there as we for all the seasons I had played we always had not enough players and we got beaten nearly every single week as we just weren’t competitive.
This year was different as we had a few new players and for the first time ever since I had joined up we could consistently field a full side and even had the luxury of a few players on the bench .
We actually learnt just what it was like to win a game ,and the confidence it helps build , we had a great season winning most of our games and finishing second on the ladder under the undefeated Bena thirds club.
We managed to mostly cruise through the final series quite comfortably but loosing the first game to Bena and then cruising into the grand final ,
I had a bit of a growth spurt and had grown a fair bit taller that year , and for most of the season shared the ruck duties with
David Andregetto and we all were excited as in the qualifying final the first game we lost , we played Bena and we were in front of them at halftime , but they came back hard and won the game , that showed us that we were competitive but we had also earnt a second chance by finishing second.
So the build up to the grand final game was exciting and the ground was packed with cars and people and of course lots of different coloured streamers in club colours. It was the biggest local crowd I had ever had the opportunity to play in front of .
So it’s the normal pre game preparation in the rooms and for the first time ever we ran through a banner onto the ground , the weather was pretty good just a bit overcast and a light wind blowing.
The ground was in perfect condition but really quite dry and hard ,
The nerves were jumping out of my skin and I started in the ruck , so I lined up in the centre ready for the most exciting game of my life , the siren and whistle sounded and the ball was bounced and I jumped as high as I could , but disaster struck me while landing, and my knee went twang and out from under me .
It was instant extremely excruciating pain
I limped straight off to the bench for treatment , but it didn’t help so I was so devastated , as I sat there on the bench sulking , Bena scored multiple times and soon they were cruising and far ahead of us , we hadn’t scored by quarter time .
Then our coach decided to put me back on the ground even though I couldn’t walk let alone run , to just stand in full forward for the remainder of the of the game .
So things didn’t get any better for us , and we remained scoreless well into late in the third , when I saw Pat Brosnan break though at centre half foward at full pace with the ball tucked under his arm . He kicked it hard towards the goal and there was only just me and my opponent in the whole foward line .
We were in the goal square.
His kick carried most of the way and the only thing I could do in the square was to give my opponent a massive hip and shoulder bump and knock him over and watch the ball dribble through for a desperately needed goal . Unfortunately that was it for us , we failed to score again and Bena absolutely towel’d us up right up till the final siren .
I guess it was pretty humiliating in that moment hobbling off the ground with my teammates all feeling the pain , but even with that feeling inside I was happy that we had such a great season , disappointing end , but that’s life .
I also had to hobble home after the seniors game like the walking wounded.
After the game Dr Crellin took a look at me, something he was usto seeing me occasionally for repairs as I grew up , and he couldn’t feel anything wrong so ice was the answer .
Turns out it was a major knee injury that I carried for many years until later on that then required corrective surgery that actually affected my life in the most dramatic way possible , but that is another story .
So at the end of the year me and Rohan McRae were actually invited to go away with the club with the seniors on their end of year footy trip .
Well what happens in a trip stays on a trip so I’m not going to say much about it ,
But I remember it as it was a pokies trip to the Rich River Golf club in Moama , Nsw , it was chosen so the boys could have a bit of a flutter as there was no pokies at that time in Vic at all.
So of course I raided my money box for all the ten and twenty cent pieces that I could get my hands on to feed the machines , the funny thing was that Rohan and I were actually underage , which was a law strictly adhered to by the venue , so we boldly both signed in each night and then we blended in with everything easily without a problem .
So that’s that for the trip it was a bit of an interesting weekend but on the bus ride home like the centreman was serenaded by everyone with the song 
fox on the run . It must have been the only song in existence because that’s all that was sung for the complete journey home and it’s still actually stuck in my head .
So football , the game I had loved playing so much was now over for me and the clock just kept ticking and I moved on .
I was also just about to change my team for the third time but I believe that I had a good reason.
Here it is .
Briefly ,
I ended up in a partnership in a Panel beating business, before I was qualified and I finished my apprenticeship basically under myself .
Met a girl , she was a Melbourne supporter.
We had a baby boy Ben
Got married.
One couple that attended our wedding was
Garry Lyon and his partner Melissa Snow ,
My wife was best friends with Melissa at high school and I also knew her because we both went swimming laps at the Wonthaggi heated pool a few times a week before school. Garry was her partner.
So the wedding was a cracker , I had such fun , poor Perry, the music man I think as soon as tea was served and over , that was it , I think I took over the microphone and I sung every song until some of the oldies later asked me if we were leaving so they could go home ?
I didn’t know that this was tradition.
I said no way , goodbye I’m having the time of my life .
So then it was straight back as I had microphone fever , till after three am lol
Fast forward a few years and my partner was pregnant when we got an invitation to Garry and Melissa’s wedding.
I was pretty excited getting to meet a lot of great crew and get dressed up and stay in the city . Hmm
I might have even taken an autograph book .
The one problem was that they were getting married at the end of the season , and my wife was due with Dylan at the end of October , so there was a chance we would have to decline.
And that’s eventually exactly what happened ,
I was so pissed off and on the Sunday morning after their nuptials , just to rub salt into the wounds , at breakfast , I had earlier brought the Herald Sun , and there on the whole front page was a picture of Gary and Melissa with the caption something like Lyon is caught up in the snow ,
So that wasn’t my happiest day .
A few years pass and I hadn’t been down to the Melb footy for ages .
So we decided to we would go for a game without the kids for a start , so to kill two birds with one stone my wife rang Melissa to say we were going to come down and maybe we can all catch up after the match . Melissa rang back the next day and said that Garry would leave us tickets to get into the ground and the change rooms and for the club function rooms after the match , he would leave them at gate 2 for us to pick up.
So come game day we drove down all the way to the ground , as back then Punt Rd was free before The Kennett state gov privatised it in the tunnel project and gave it away .
So we were about half an hour early when we arrived and it’s a bit of a hustle pre match around the ground with everyone arriving adorned in their team colours and we both headed towards the light tower 2 on the concourse , the crowd was large and building because Melbourne were playing Essendon and they have a large following.
We eventually got to light tower 2 and I walked up to the window and said to the young lady there that I was there to pick up tickets for Michael Gardner that Garry Lyon had left there for me .
She looked at her shelf then shook her head and said sorry , there’s none , so I tried a different name , I tried my wife’s name , no good , in the end I said to her we may as well just pay to get in and I’ll sort it out later .
So we entered the G
We were seated right near the Punt Rd goals .
I left my wife and said I’d try to get into the Dees rooms and see Gary , well that was a complete waste of time especially being pre match , the doorman shook his head in total disbelief at my story and the door stayed tightly shut .
I went back to my seat and enjoyed the starting sequence of the game .
I especially loved the music they loudly played pre match,
it sent a shiver up my spine , unfortunately it’s not the same music played any more .
So we got to the bounce and the place erupted , I love the atmosphere and everything that goes along with it.
Ok in a way I actually got a big lesson that day in leadership, grace and humility,
as I was privileged enough to watch Garry pounding the goals along with the mighty no 5 David Swartz killing them at centre half forward , they were both on fire , Swarter kicked five goals and by the time Garry went for a mark in the goal square in the last quarter his opponent reached around his neck and landed one square on his nose, and with claret running down his face Garry graciously just took the ball walked back turned around and pumped it straight through the goal for I can’t remember if that was his ninth or was it the tenth for the day .
Melbourne won , what a performance.
We instantly left our seats for the change room door so I could try and get in, the same doorman was then just as stringent now and not budging , there was a huge crowd gathering there outside the door all chanting and singing .
After a while I saw a young man that was some sort of clubman , as he came out the door he was right in front of me so I talked to him and I quickly told him the story of the tickets and asked him if he would go and tell Garry what had happened tell him it’s Curly and he graciously said I’ll go and check .
Within five minutes he was back and said you can go straight in and I’ll take your partner to the function room . With a grin I entered the tunnel to the change rooms thinking cool I’m in but to my further dismay I wasn’t really .
When I got to the bottom there was a big chain wire industrial cyclone fence separating the two areas with another entrance gate in it , the smallish viewing area was quite crowded full with people , and there was a man on the gate so I approached him, I asked him if I could enter the players area , I got a flat resounding No as a response, so I also gave him my sob story , and just like outside it was completely useless.
I wondered what the hell I was going to do now.
There were still a few players wandering in from the ground and then unbelievably by chance I saw another player that I knew that was a Wonnie boy , he was Brett Lovett , so I loudly called out hey Lovvie , he looked up and yelled out hey Curly and I said to him can I come in ? He said sure and the gateman looked at me and opened the gate and said there you go .
I entered the Melbourne change rooms then for the first time of many , and I just stoped for a second and I sucked it all in .
I chatted to Brett for a while and players were moving around in various states of their own personal cool down routines and I noticed that Garry was in a corner so I wandered over to say hello but that was about going to be it for a while because we did say hello but a man approached and stuck a microphone under Garry’s chin and started to interview him , I think it was 3AW radio , I was pretty impressed and I stood silently there and listened to the interview.
When that was done I had my first chance to congratulate him on his game and explain what had happened regarding the tickets , he laughed and said that he left the tickets for me at tower two under the name of Curly , we laughed , I couldn’t believe it as that’s the only name I didn’t try lol
He said it would be a while before we meet up with the girls because he had other duties to attend to first and he said that we were going to the MFC members rooms first upstairs . I said how are we getting there ? He said out the front and around the passage and I sorta stopped him and said that’s not a great plan Garry as there are 500 people outside the front door and you will get stuck in the crowd .
This posed no problem as he and I and a man called Rodney Grinter , who was an x player and like a football manager or something., left the rooms through a doorway that was a door directly into the Richmond change rooms , we went out another door and straight into an elevator, when we stopped on the right level it was so totally deserted and we all walked along with our footsteps echoing in the tunnel we were just chatting about things and all of a sudden I saw that there were three little boys just walking toward us , when they got close and realised that it was Garry standing in front of them they were shocked and the looks on their faces were priceless , what happened next surprised me and it made me like Garry even more.
Even with everything that was going on at the time we stopped , Garry bent down and shock the boys hands , signed all of their stuff and made their year . I was a little disappointed that they didn’t ask for my signature.
And then we moved on to the members rooms first, when we entered the jam packed rooms , the welcoming noise was deafening,
We were there for the members draw , I think there was like four prizes up for grabs , including a dinner accommodation package valued at over 1k
Two other prizes valued around $600 ,
And Garry’s no three jumper from the game dirt and some drops of blood and all .
I guess it saved the laundry lol 
I wasn’t that surprised after again seeing people’s passion for the game , that when the first ticket was drawn that the bloke happily came forward and chose Garry’s Jumper as his prize , he held it up high proud as punch , to a huge cheer like it was the holy grail.
I was pretty impressed
I was having a great day out for a country boy .
Then from memory we went to the MCG members for a similar event but it was so different as they were much more reserved and sedate .
Then we went to meet up with the girls and for dinner .
We went to the players function room , it when we entered was a fairly large room full of tables , that were set for dinner . Everyone was waiting for us , inside there was all of the players and their partners and kids and we were the last people to arrive there , so we joined the girls and we all mingled for a while with a drink and we then all sat down to a fantastic family dinner .
Even though most formalities for the players were over , the coach ,
Neil Balm got up and said a few things I thought a bit like an MC , it was great .
But all good things must come to an end , so we then both thanked Garry and Melissa for their hospitality
( I think this made up for missing their wedding)
And we headed home .
I was blown away by the whole experience and by Monday we had brought country memberships for the MFC, that allowed us I think four free home games a year.
Let the fun begin .
So from then on without an official pass , I could come and go from the Dees change rooms , with my two boys Ben and Dylan in tow.
I encouraged Ben to carry an autograph book with him and to collect the boys signature’s, he did but he was a bit shy to ask most of them except when it came to Garry , he got absolutely everything signed by him with personal messages, and in the end he had a big collection of signed memorabilia on a bookshelf in his room .
So I had heard that off field that Melbourne was not going to well financially, I believe they were in huge debt and were on the hit list of the AFL to be wound up and to merge with Ironically Hawthorn and possibly Fitzroy .
On field it was going along reasonably well.
So I was in the rooms at the end of another game with my boys and something really unusual happened and the gate opened and I saw a line of men dressed all in black come into the players area in single file and slowly walk in together and line up in a row near the back wall , the man in the front left the group and leisurely started speaking to players.
I was wandering around with the boys and ended up at some stage standing next to him .
We started a conversation and introduced ourselves , his name was Joseph .
We talked about the game that was just played and then the discussion became more personal and he asked me about what I did for work ?
I explained to him I was a panel beater and told him about the workshop I owned .
I politely asked him what he did for a job,
He replied I’m a diamond miner , I have mines in South Africa ,
I think that beats a panel beater lol ,
so of course the way I am I asked him a million questions about his mines and mining method and we later at other games when we met we discussed things like macro world economics.
Future trading
And the Melbourne football club.
It turns out later that I found out his last name was Gutnick
It was diamond Joe
I was to meet up with Joe a few more times that season ,and even socially in the players rooms , we were quite friendly, and I said to Ben you should get Joes autograph , he said what for dad?
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