<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410194856337500693</id><updated>2011-11-27T16:51:26.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination works...</title><subtitle type='html'>The old definition was ok for a simpler time but in today's over-active-rushed-committed and stimulated world, applying this little rule of thumb:

“there is always time for procrastination.” 
is not a bad thing.
it's true.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>latelarry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426586258424586784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/Su40nkDU_9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Fv1Bv_xK6x4/S220/larry+on+vacation.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410194856337500693.post-2626560033255076474</id><published>2010-02-05T16:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T16:28:59.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>procrastination tree house</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"&gt;&lt;/meta&gt;&lt;link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5COwner%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"&gt;&lt;/link&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face	{font-family:Verdana;	panose-1:2 11 6 4 3 5 4 4 2 4;	mso-font-charset:0;	mso-generic-font-family:swiss;	mso-font-pitch:variable;	mso-font-signature:536871559 0 0 0 415 0;} /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal	{mso-style-parent:"";	margin:0in;	margin-bottom:.0001pt;	mso-pagination:widow-orphan;	font-size:12.0pt;	font-family:"Times New Roman";	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";}a:link, span.MsoHyperlink	{color:blue;	text-decoration:underline;	text-underline:single;}a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed	{color:purple;	text-decoration:underline;	text-underline:single;}@page Section1	{size:8.5in 11.0in;	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in;	mso-header-margin:.5in;	mso-footer-margin:.5in;	mso-paper-source:0;}div.Section1	{page:Section1;}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;By Jack Price&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The redwood tree-house swing set still sits in my backyard. I built it from a mail-order blueprint when my daughter, Stacy, was eight years old. Now she is... umm… past the age of swing sets. (Although she is young, I will not reveal her age; let’s just say she is a licensed attorney and my business partner.) She will never use it again. But there it sits.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Intentional Procrastination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/S2y1VskrOiI/AAAAAAAAABY/AYUVJpJoPvo/s1600-h/Tree+House+Photo+11092009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/S2y1VskrOiI/AAAAAAAAABY/AYUVJpJoPvo/s320/Tree+House+Photo+11092009.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have consciously resisted tearing it down for good reasons. The little chalet-style roof over the suspended deck looks pretty covered with snow in deep winter. The support legs cast an interesting shadow on the greening grass in early spring, before the Black Walnut tree leafs out. I left it standing for decorative purposes. Let’s say.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Decision Time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A few years ago, when Stacy was in college, I decided to tear it down. I let her know, and she was not upset. But I wanted to wait for her to be home and take one more picture of her standing beside it as a keepsake. We never got around to taking the picture.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Demolition Overdue&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now the deck is seriously sagging on one side. The roof planks are covered with moss. The ladder rungs (made from maple closet pole instead of redwood) have rotted. I had to remove the rusty swings to prevent visiting children from getting hurt. It is a hazard and is becoming an eyesore.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good Procrastination&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It’s not the same as procrastinating on cleaning out the garage. Memories live in the swing set. I hung the deck joists singlehanded, mis-cut one of the six support legs and improvised a fix, maneuvered around shelf rock while digging the post holes for the ladder, and sawed through the cord of my circular saw, sending a nasty jolt of electricity through me. And when it was finished, it was a big hit with the neighborhood kids. I pushed many small backs to make the swings go higher.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Know Thyself&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But who am I kidding? My rationalizations don’t fool even me any more. I procrastinate because I don’t want to move on. Don’t want to close the door on being the father of a small child. Tearing down the tree house will be one final acknowledgement that those days are long gone. It is the last symbol of her childhood—a big one—and it will hurt when I let it go. I am like a child that dreads ripping the Band-aid off.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;It’s Time&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Having brought it out into the light of day by writing about it, I think I will—tear it down, that is. Now is the time. I believe I’ll grab my crowbar and get started today. Now where is that crowbar? I may have to go to Home Depot and pick up a new one. But it is late in the day. Maybe tomorrow…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 3pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jack Price &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(edited, as always, by Stacy Price)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit; margin-bottom: 6pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Follow Me On Twitter &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/JPriceWrite"&gt;http://twitter.com/JPriceWrite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Jack Price is a friend of Larry. He is also the founder of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;PriceWrite Communications&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; and writer of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Getting Started”&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;, a free online newsletter dedicated to helping small business owners &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Stop Procrastinating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Get Started&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt; doing business on the web. Visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://pricewrite.com/" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;http://pricewrite.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410194856337500693-2626560033255076474?l=latelarry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/feeds/2626560033255076474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/2010/02/procrastination-tree-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default/2626560033255076474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default/2626560033255076474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/2010/02/procrastination-tree-house.html' title='procrastination tree house'/><author><name>latelarry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426586258424586784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/Su40nkDU_9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Fv1Bv_xK6x4/S220/larry+on+vacation.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/S2y1VskrOiI/AAAAAAAAABY/AYUVJpJoPvo/s72-c/Tree+House+Photo+11092009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410194856337500693.post-8911614239374369455</id><published>2009-08-04T17:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T19:15:43.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>working on procrastination?</title><content type='html'>it's true.&lt;br /&gt;this idea started about, put hand over mouth,  blah blah years ago.  it has started - stopped - and restarted many many times.  the original idea has been in all sorts of iterations and variations.  (as time goes on i'm sure tell  you about them.) &lt;br /&gt;anyway, this time around i am doing it a little differently.  i thought it might be cool to keep you posted.  let you know what the trials and tribulations, real and unreal that pop up for a guy building a site about procrastination.  (also i figure this will keep me at it.  if i say in public that this is what i'm doing.  i gotta do it right? right?)&lt;br /&gt;now, this blog will be about the cool stuff that i encounter on the way.  because the handful of you guys that have my card know it says the creative guy, because i am right brain driven.  (if right brain is indeed the creative side?)  that is all me.  it's the business of procrastination that i'm learning.  i'm learning how to do business, be creative, have some fun and maybe help a person or two along the way.   i plan on doing some research and talking about and bringing you procrastination related stuff.  i'll need your help, finding the things you do, the places you go, the ways you found to explore and celebrate your procrastination or how your friends manage to do it...later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one simple truth,  for me, that has always been apart of this idea, no matter what form it took; is that procrastination is not bad, we just need to use it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care,&lt;br /&gt;latelarry@procrastination.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410194856337500693-8911614239374369455?l=latelarry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/feeds/8911614239374369455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/2009/08/working-on-procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default/8911614239374369455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default/8911614239374369455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/2009/08/working-on-procrastination.html' title='working on procrastination?'/><author><name>latelarry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426586258424586784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/Su40nkDU_9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Fv1Bv_xK6x4/S220/larry+on+vacation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410194856337500693.post-4127393074953054981</id><published>2009-07-15T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T14:08:12.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we need procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the old definition was ok for a simpler time. but in today’s text-messaging, e-mailing, message-leaving, cell-phone-grabbing, googling, tweeting, info-crazed, not-a-moment-to-yourself world, we need to look again at procrastination  it could be a small answer to a world that has become over-active, over-rushed, over-committed, and over-stimulated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a cool story to show my point...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the mexican fisherman story &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mexican guy owns a little fishing boat. every day he goes out and catches just enough fish for dinner for his family. it doesn’t take long, then he heads home for a siesta. when he wakes up, he plays with his kids while his wife cooks dinner. after dinner, he strolls to town where he plays cards with a few friends, smokes a cigar, and drinks a beer. when gets tired, he heads home for bedtime. one day an american tourist sees him come ashore with a string of fish and strikes up a conversation. “you know, you should buy some more boats.” then what, asks the fisherman? “then you could hire some more fishermen to work for you.” then what, the fisherman repeats? “your men would catch a lot of fish and you could sell them for a profit.” then what? “you could buy more boats and hire more men. before long you’d be a rich man.” then what? “then you could take it easy, fish all day, be with your family, relax with your friends, play cards, smoke a cigar, and have a beer.” the fishermen thought for a moment then replied with a grin, “no speak english” &lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“you are never too busy for procrastination.”  it's true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put your feet up,&lt;br /&gt;latelarry@procrastination.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410194856337500693-4127393074953054981?l=latelarry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/feeds/4127393074953054981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-need-procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default/4127393074953054981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/410194856337500693/posts/default/4127393074953054981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-need-procrastination.html' title='we need procrastination'/><author><name>latelarry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13426586258424586784</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P5sEVBjsjGk/Su40nkDU_9I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Fv1Bv_xK6x4/S220/larry+on+vacation.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-410194856337500693.post-4926976349513139129</id><published>2009-07-14T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:24:57.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there it is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the exact moment i realized that webster, roget and now even that wikipedia guy got it wrong. procrastination is a good thing. we just need to learn to enjoy it. embrace it. maybe even celebrate it. because today in this need-it-yesterday world, putting something off for a bit to gather your thoughts, catch your breath or simply slow down every now and again is something we all should do. maybe more now than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i was sitting there on the balcony, staring off into the clouds, not doing anything i needed to be doing, i saw it as clear as day; these are the moments we want in life....to enjoy a great view. whether it's a view of trees, oceans, skys, kids playing, girls skating, people shopping, sunsets, full moons, rainbows, football, baseball, tennis or tidily winks, or whatever it is at the moment...we just want to be able to slow down for some quality procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the texting, faxing, emailing, phone calling, pod casting, memos, meetings and as we all are just trying to keep pace with the ever-spinning world. we could miss all the good views and that would be a shame.&lt;br /&gt;so this is my movement. this is my goal. to build a nation of people...a ProcrastiNation of folks that will make slowing down an art form. that will bring new meaning to the word late. that will put things off like they never have before. that is what i want to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it will take some time to find the true procrastinators but i'm willing keep looking; because i know you are out there, waiting for me to show up. i've heard from some of you already, when you were cramming for finals, dealing with deadlines, rushing to get ready for parties/dinners/weddings/holidays/dates and all sorts of life moments you knew were coming but you waited 'til they were here to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's what i'm going to do...it won't be easy but i am going to make procrastination my life. i'll do my best to put things off, to tell you later and to get back to you about what is going on with the site and the building of a new ProcrastiNation. i will do all the heavy lifting but i don't want to do this alone.  i want you and all your procrastinating friends, family and co-workers to think about helping.  so go ahead make a list, talk it over and write back to me here at latelarry@procrastination.com ...eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;share with me what it is you or your friends are doing in the name of procrastination.&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, when you go out and start telling others how proud you are about your procrastinating ways and they are hesitant in their response and they don't immediately jump up on the bandwagon...good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those are exactly the folks that will be a part of this movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to be continued,&lt;br /&gt;latelarry@procrastination.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/410194856337500693-4926976349513139129?l=latelarry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://latelarry.blogspot.com/feeds/4926976349513139129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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