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- (dramatic music playing)

FRED: The savage slaying
of two women in one night.

- (overlapping chatter)

- Jesus Christ!

Had the whole country hooked.

- Read all about it.

- My job,
to report every lurid detail

of the killer's macabre crimes.

Heart, liver, intestines,
all removed.

- Come see the body!

FRED: And keep the public
royally entertained.

- Words have power, Fred,
now more than ever.

- And our plan was working.

We've sold out.

- Then start another print job
(laughs).

FRED: Circulation of The Star
was increasing by the day.

O'CONNOR: To The Star!
ALL: To The Star.

FRED: And my boss T P had no
intention of letting the story die.

- Can you make him speak?

FRANK: Even if it meant
falsifying evidence.

ABBERLINE: Yours truly,
Jack the Ripper.

FRED: But how far would he take it?

- Let's keep the letter out
of the public domain for now.

FRED: And at what cost to others?

- You can tell Fred he needs
to write another letter.

(laughs)

- (thunder crashes)

- (theme music plays)
- (keyboard keys clack)

- (street hum)

- (gentle music plays)

O'CONNOR: You can tell Fred
he needs to write another letter.

- (pen scribbles)

FRED: I was not coddling
dear old Boss

when I gave you the tip.

You'll hear about Saucy Jacky's
work tomorrow.

- If this was a Hollywood movie...

isn't it genius that the crime
reporter writes the letter

that fuels the story that guarantees
him a next shift.

But it isn't.

FRED: Double event this time.

Number one squealed a bit,
couldn't finish it off.

Had no time to get ear off
for police.

Thanks for keeping the last letter
back until I got to work again.

Jack the Ripper.

- I can't imagine
what it would have been like

for Fred to be sitting there
being put under that pressure.

How do you say no to that?

Because you know that just over
the shoulder is another journalist

who will say, yes.

- It's quite an extraordinary thing
for Fred to have done.

To try and get inside the mind
of a crazed killer like this.

To try and imagine the kind
of language he would have used.

But of course he would have
had to do that to make it convincing

and to make it sensational
enough to sell newspapers.

- You're back early.

- Yeah. Not stopping.

- What's all that?

- Nothing just notes.

- You know I heard he struck
twice in one night. Is that true?

- Yeah, it's true.
So, stay home tonight, will you?

- Where, where are you going?

FRED: Off to work.

- (door shuts)

- For God's sake!

- (tense music plays)

- The next communication received
at the Central News Agency

purporting to be from
Jack the Ripper,

became known as
the Saucy Jack postcard.

And in there the alleged killer
writes about

killing two victims.

So, this leads off from
the double event murders

of Liz Stride and Catherine Eddowes.

- The Saucy Jack postcard
is really interesting

because it follows the same language
and terminology

of the Dear Boss letter.

They feel very similar;

they sound like
they are by the same person.

FRED: Double event this time,
number one squealed a bit,

couldn't finish it off.

- Because of how quickly
the second letter arrives

at the Central News Agency
and because it had such detailed

knowledge of the murders,
people felt these letters

couldn't be written by anyone else
other than the person responsible.

In recent history the handwriting
was analysed,

and it found that not only did those
letters match

and that they were
by the same author.

That author was most likely
Fred Best.

MAN: Yours truly, Jack the Ripper.

- (dramatic music plays)

- T P, I have just been having lunch
with an old colleague

from The Daily News.

They are publishing the letters.

And we can get the story out too
by fifth edition if we start now.

FRED: Yes.
ERNEST: Come on, Fred.

- Wait!

What if we spike their guns?

- How?
They are already going to print.

It will be out by tomorrow.

- Well, they think they have got
the real thing already, don't they?

What about instead of trying
to get it out ahead we make it

known that these letters are almost
certainly a hoax.

- Undermine the exclusive.
- (light thud of filing cabinets)

ERNEST: Genius!
O'CONNOR: Get to it!

- I think this is very much
an attempt

to kind of throw anyone else
off the scent.

It's incredibly confusing
if you think The Star

is responsible for these letters.

For this invention
of Jack the Ripper.

- (typewriter keys clanging)
- (laughs)

- And The Star was one of
the first papers to break the news.

- (O'Connor continues laughing)

- (dramatic music playing)

- On October 1st the world learns
the name Jack the Ripper.

So, it would have been a really
explosive moment.

- What a name!

Horrific, brutal, torturous violence

of the worst kind.

I mean it sells itself,
that's why tabloids love it.

NEWSPAPER BOY:
Read all about it!

- (street hum)

- (gentle music plays)

- The decision to release
the letters to the press

came from the commissioner
of the police, Charles Warren

and lead investigator
Frederick Abberline.

MAN: I keep on hearing
the police have caught me.

I am down on whores,
and I shan't quit.

- They now had two letters
from a Jack the Ripper,

who seemed to have inside knowledge
of the crimes.

Even if there was a 5% chance
that these letters

were written by the killer,
you still had to try and see

if there was anybody that could
recognise this handwriting.

Anybody that could recognise
the words that were being used.

Is there a pattern in speech
that might spark someone

if they are close to you, your
husband, your brother, your son.

MAN: You will soon hear of me
with my funny little games.

- Even if they thought it was
the longest shot in the world,

they had to take it,
because let's be honest,

they didn't have an awful lot
to go on.

- (office hum)

SGT THICK: Sir!

- Well, if this truly is the work
of The Ripper

perhaps he's just made
his first mistake.

- Well, how so?

- I had a school master
who used to say,

he could tell us each apart
by the curves of our written work.

He said handwriting was unique
to every one of us.

We need to get these letters
out there.

- Well, they are in all the papers
already.

- That may be but these letters
deserve a broader reach.

Have them made up as posters
and put up all over London.

- Yes, sir.

- If someone recognises
his handwriting,

then old Jack here might just have
signed his own death warrant.

- (tense music plays)

- This was a potential line
of enquiry

that could have led them
to the person they were looking for.

But The Star was deliberately
misleading the enquiry.

- The Star is the only paper to say,

"But this is all a hoax."

- And they accused all the other
papers of being duped by it,

of being fools.

Only The Star is wise enough to see
this for what it really is.

- Not only have they created
this monster Jack the Ripper.

But they are now going to expose
everyone else

as falling for hysteria and mob
panic that they have created.

- (music drowns out speech)

- (dramatic theme music plays)

(dramatic theme music plays)

- (dramatic music playing)

- Hen, listen, please,
let me, let me explain.

- What the hell have you done?

What! I know you are lying to me
because I saw that you wrote it.

You signed it Jack the Ripper.

- Don't say Jack the Ripper
out loud.

You know I am not a killer,
you know I am not Jack.

- Well then why would you write it?

- It was only meant
to be a bit of fun.

T P, you know, he said,
hold the public's imagination.

Keep the story ticking over.

- Have you lost your mind?

- I don't know.

- You do realise if they find out it
was you, you are a dead man.

They will hang you Fred,
no questions asked.

FRED: Hen, wait!

- Fred's letters for the real killer
were an absolute gift.

Because police started to focus
resources, manpower,

into the details
that are in those letters

while the killer is able to continue
with impunity.

- (horse clip clopping)

- Exclusive!
Jack the Ripper's bloody joke.

Read all about it.

Exclusive! Jack the Ripper's
bloody joke. Read all about it.

- Mrs O'Connor.

- Oh, I recognise you.

- I am Henrietta Best.

My husband works for your husband
here at The Star.

Well, all hours God sends.

- Yes. (laughs)

It's become an obsession.
- Mmm.

It's funny, isn't it,
that the more of these women die,

the more alive they all seem.

- The Ripper thirsts for blood
and they thirst for what?

- Money?

- I think it's more than that.

They are captivated by the hunt.
The clarion call for their quarry.

- Wow! It sounds like you should be
the writer.

- I am. But sadly they are not
interested in a woman's opinion.

I am consigned to the society pages
for now.

- Oh, that's a shame.

- I think that there's
a clear misogynistic element

to The Ripper murders.

And The Ripper himself.

As if he was some kind
of entertaining anti-hero.

If Jack the Ripper had murdered
vulnerable young men and boys,

would we have Jack the Ripper
memorabilia on sale today?

I very much doubt that.

- (door opens)

- (footsteps approach)
O'CONNOR: Elizabeth, I....

- (door closes)
O'CONNOR: I wasn't sure that you

would be home this evening.

- Really?

With a maniac on the loose
you thought

I might be out for
an evening stroll, darling?

- (footsteps continue, liquid pours)

ELIZABETH: I saw Fred Best's wife
today. She seemed worried

about her husband.

- Oh, Fred. Ha! Is he being scolded
for being late out at play?

- (dramatic music plays)

- Is that what this is for you?

Play?

One big game of hide and seek?

- Well, at least we're trying
to find him.

It's a lot more
than can be said for The Met.

- I don't think anyone's
really trying to find him.

Because I don't think anyone
really cares.

O'CONNOR: Oh, come on.
- If it was distinguished gentlemen

being slaughtered in the streets
or politicians,

do you not think they would have
found him by now?

- But it isn't.
- (dramatic music intensifies)

- No.

No, it's just some unfortunate women
and no one cares about them.

Not the police, not the politicians,
no one.

It is women
who are being slaughtered

and it's women who pay the price
in constant fear

and curtailed freedoms.

- They will find him, Elizabeth.

And until they do, we will hold
to account those responsible

for letting him get away with it.

That if nothing else, I promise you.

- By this point in the investigation
there's a huge climate of distrust

of the police.

The press is targeting
Charles Warren.

And the situation feels
incredibly unstable.

NEWSPAPER BOY: Killer stalking
the streets of London.

Get your copy of The Star!

- T P!

- What?
- I have just been speaking to

a copper at Catherine Eddowes
funeral.

He told me exactly why Warren
was at the crime scene at 05:00AM.

- (street hum)

- A message had been written
on the wall in chalk.

They think it is from
the actual Ripper.

- That's extraordinary.

- What's more extraordinary is
that Warren had them wash it off.

ERNEST: No!

FRED: He didn't want anyone
to see it.

- What did it say?

- The Jews are the men that will not
be blamed for nothing.

- What the hell is Warren thinking?

There has been so little genuine
evidence to go on.

What would possess the man to get
rid of the one real piece he finds?

- It makes no sense.

- When Charles Warren made
the decision that this graffiti

should be washed down...

his motivations for doing so was
that it had antisemitic connotations

in a predominantly Jewish area.

And that was made more difficult by
some of the irresponsible reporting

that was going on in the press.

On the potential that our killer
was of Jewish heritage,

Warren's motivations
were one of public order.

When what there should have been,
is one of evidence gathering.

- T P O'Connor definitely
has a personal axe to grind

with Charles Warren.

This is the man who
is the Head of The Met.

And he becomes the figurehead
for a lot of people

as the only person
left to blame.

- This is it.

This is the story we could take him
down with.

Write it!

- (dramatic music plays)

- T P already had it in for Warren

long before The Ripper murders
started.

The previous year, before The Star
was launched in 1887,

there had been a great gathering
of socialist demonstrators

in Trafalgar Square.

FERN: They were for people
who desperately wanted to see a free

Ireland and the English out.

But the police presence had been
very heavy handed,

and two people had died.

As a staunch supporter of home rule
and a free Ireland,

T P is never going to forgive
Charles Warren.

He is always going to want to make
him pay.

- (dog barks)

STEVE: By October 1888, there had
been dozens of reported instances...

- (knocking on door)

STEVE: ..where supposedly
Jack the Ripper had contacted

members of the public.

- (door creaks open)

- But the most shocking
arrived at the home

of the Chairman of the Whitechapel
Vigilance Committee,

George Lusk.

- So, George Lusk is a local
businessman

and he setup
the Whitechapel Vigilance Committee

to among other things
patrol the streets

and try and make them safer
for women.

- (knife gently taps down on table)

- (tense music plays)

- (retches)

- People had received letters
supposedly from the killer already.

But this time it was accompanied
by what seemed to be a human kidney.

- (continues retching)

- It's very easy to write a letter
to purport to be from a killer

claiming that you have knowledge
of the crimes.

But where do you get a piece
of human kidney from?

- From hell.

Mr Lusk, sir, I send you half
the kidney I took from one woman.

I preserved it for you.
The other piece I fried and ate.

- Who wrote that?
Did you?

FRED: No.
- Did you?

- No.
- Where is the letter now?

- With the police.

It must be a prank, no?

If we convinced them
our letters were real.

How do we know other papers
aren't doing the same.

ERNEST: Catherine Eddowes
was missing a kidney.

- Then print it.

If it turns out to be a joke,
it is still a damn good story.

- And to hell with
the fucking truth, is that it, T P?

You do realise the police are up
to their necks in false confessions

and copycat letters ever
since we sent ours.

- We?

There is only one of us here
with red ink on their hands, Fred.

- (tense music plays)

- I think very often the reporter
will carry the can.

If you have an editor telling you
to do something

and you go ahead and do it,
where does the responsibility lie?

- (tense music continues playing)

- The kidney that was sent
to Mr Lusk

of the Whitechapel Vigilance
Committee

was certainly a significant moment.

The police would want to know is
this real or is it someone hoaxing.

- So, it's clear this is half
of a human kidney.

Left organ divided lengthways.

The kidney shows an advanced
state of nephritis information...

- Which is?
- It's a common ailment.

Ginny kidney they called it.
It's a drinkers' disease.

- And you say, Catherine Eddowes
suffered from Ginny kidney?

And it's the left one.

In which case we might suppose...

- Not conclusively, but it
certainly increases the likelihood.

This could be the kidney that was
removed from the victim.

- Thank you.

- When I reflect on all
of the communications

received in this enquiry,

if there was one that was more
likely to be from the killer,

for me it was this one.

We have a piece of human kidney,
shortly after Catherine Eddowes

was murdered having had a piece
of her kidney removed.

So, for Abberline this would be
a lead

he would have to have taken
seriously.

- (music drowns out speech)

- (dramatic theme music plays)

(dramatic theme music plays)

- (bells ring)

- Don't you knock?
- (door shuts)

- You're drunk!
- Chance would be a fine thing.

I have given you all my money.

- I am starving!

You are skint?

You expect me to do what,
sing for my fucking supper?

- Mary Jane Kelly is in her mid-20s,

and we know that she told friends
that she had been born in Ireland

and grown up in Cardiff in Wales.

We also know that of the people
and the women involved in sex work

she had been managing to turn it
to her advantage.

- By 1888 Mary Jane Kelly
is really down on her luck.

And she is living in poverty with
a man by the name of Joseph Barnett.

- Whose coat is this?

I said, who's fucking coat, is it?

I had a friend stay over.

She would have been out
on the street otherwise.

- A whore in our house.

- It isn't your house.

And there is already one whore
living here so why not two?

- Oh, shut it, just shut it,
shut it. I told you to stop that.

- I never promised that.

You're the one that keeps hoping
I will change. I do what I do.

Because I choose to, Joseph.

Because I need to, to survive
since you clearly can't support me.

- Love is something that you can
find in the most

unlikely of places.

But there are experiences in life
that make love very, very hard.

And of course prostitution
is going to be one of them

because it attacks relationships
from all sides.

- How can you let those men
stick their tongues

down your throat
and push their filthy hands

and dirty cocks inside you.

- You just can't stand the fact
that I don't need you to save me.

- You are disgusting! (scoffs)

- And you're pathetic. Get out!

Ahhh!

(gasps and sighs)

- I did seven straight years
in the sex trade.

It's a really corrosive experience
for human relationships.

I left once and I never went back.

But I do know instinctually I sense,
that going back,

having thought
that I had got out for good

would have been
absolutely devastating.

- (pub hum)

- They've found another body.
He's done it again! (door closes)

- Fred, get down there!

Go on!

- Yes, boss.

On my way.

- (door opens and shuts)

- What is the problem with him?

- Well, perhaps our news hound
has lost his appetite.

- (tankard lightly thuds,
dramatic music plays)

- Fred was working on the frontline;

he is seeing the worst that life
can offer.

- (street screams)

SAMANTHA: The way these women
were murdered.

There are no words that could
accurately describe

what he was faced with.

- Come see the body!

- You can't unsee these things.

You just can't.

So, for someone like Fred
this is horrific.

- (street hum)

- Hey.

- Hi.

ABBERLINE: Find out who lives
here, alright.

Any news on this bloody landlord?
OFFICER: No, sir.

- Well, keep working on it.

- When you look at the previous
murders in the series,

they were murders carried out
on the street.

And there was that ever present risk
of being caught.

This was really the first time
that he had killed inside.

- Mary Jane Kelly was now
potentially the fifth victim

of this killer.

And I can't think of any crime
I have ever investigated

that had got to this level
of violence.

- (tense music plays)

OFFICER: Sir, do you want us
to kick the door in? Sir?

ABBERLINE: Break it.

- (dramatic music playing)

- If we think about those officers
arriving at that scene,

what they would have been
confronted with

would have been shocking for them.

- (retches)

- Sir, the photographer is here.

- Document everything.

Close the door.

- (camera shutter clicks)

- When you look at the photos

that are still in existence

they are appalling,
and they leave you with a sense

of complete revoltion
at what he's done.

He just removed tissues,

removed breasts.

Opened the abdomen.

Almost emptied out the abdomen.

On one particular thigh
removed pretty much all the muscles.

He opened the chest.

Took the heart out.

And really just did the most
horrendous mutilation to the face.

- If a woman is murdered,

statistically there is a 50% chance

that it is going to be at the hands
of their partner or ex-partner.

It's something we know now,
and I am sure they were aware of

back in 1888.

So, Mary Jane Kelly's partner Joseph
would have been somebody

that everybody wanted to talk to,
to get his version of events.

- That looks like him there.
- Where?

- At the bar.

Be careful though, OK.
I'll wait here.

- Yeah.

Joseph Barnett, is it? Is it?

- Yeah.

It is.

- I, um, I just wanted to ask you
a few questions

for The Star newspaper.

- The Star newspaper.

You will be wanting to know all
about my Marie Jeanette, I suppose.

I thought it was Mary Jane.

- You thought it was Mary Jane.
No, sir, no.

Marie Jeanette.

And I can tell you all about her
for The Star newspaper, I can.

- Um, how long were you together?

- Together, about a year and a half.

And we still would be
if it wasn't for her...

..violent habits.

But what do you expect
from a Limerick woman. (laughs)

Did you write that down?

- Yeah.
JOSEPH: Yeah.

- Yeah.

- I have been with the police
two hours

telling them that I saw...

whispers: the body by peeping
through the window.

Oh!

(sighs) We were happy, we were.

Apart from when she let that
fucking woman in the house!

(exhales)

I left them to it.

And then I gave her no money
on Thursday.

And then I saw nothing more of her.

(sobbingly laughs)

Nothing.

- Thank you, Joseph. Bless.

- Thank you.

- There's no doubt
that Joseph Barnett's relationship

with Mary Jane Kelly
had been volatile.

The smashed window from an argument
was evidence of this.

But Barnett provided an alibi
which checked out.

- (sobbingly laughs)

- So, the police were happy to
eliminate him from their enquiries.

The injuries to Mary Jane Kelly
were so appalling

that it was difficult to understand
who would be responsible

for something so grotesque.

- (clock chimes in distance)

- The poor woman lay
on her back on the bed.

Her throat was cut from ear to ear
right down to the spinal column.

The ears and the nose
had been cut clean off.

The breasts had also been cleanly
placed on a table.

The stomach and the abdomen
had been ripped open.

The kidneys and the heart
had also been removed.

The liver had likewise been removed.
And laid on her right thigh.

The uterus had been cut out.
And these appeared to be missing.

The face was slashed about,
so that the features

of the poor creature
were beyond all recognition.

The clothes of the woman
were lying by the side of the bed,

as though they had been taken off
and laid down in an ordinary manner.

Her name was Mary Jane Kelly.

She was 25 years old.

- Warren has this woman's blood
on his hands.

- Then do not hold back.

And while you are at it,

add that we're the highest selling

evening paper in the country.

- Really?

It seems in poor taste.

- No. It's a direct message
to Warren.

He should know our reach.

And he should fear our influence.

- (dramatic music plays)

- The Star had been putting
pressure on Warren

in editorial after editorial.

He failed to catch the killer

and in the absence of a killer,
the press needed a victory.

And in the end Warren
was the fall guy.

- It's clear to me
that Commissioner Charles Warren

didn't have the experience to lead
such a complex case.

But The Star had been misdirecting
the investigation

from the very start.

T P O'Connor was just interested
in boosting sales of the newspaper.

And humiliating Charles Warren
in the process.

- Oh, how I have longed to write
this headline.

Warren Gone!

- (cheering, applause, laughter)

- But no one has caught him though,
have they?

- Oh, it's only a matter of time,
Fred.

- Mmm. More time to catch a killer

or more time to keep printing money,
hey, T P. Hmmm?

(bangs table) My boy!

- It seems like a good time for you
and me to have conversation, Fred.

What do you think?

- (percussive dramatic music plays)

- (music drowns out speech)

- (dramatic theme music plays)

(dramatic theme music plays)

- (groans)

It appears you haven't been
in the best of spirits, Fred.

Fair comment?

- It's been the hardest story
of my career, Mr O'Connor.

It's true.

- Which is why what may appear
at first to be bad news,

you might in time
become grateful for.

- Are you terminating my position?

- It has come to the attention
of Colman and Brunner

that you were behind
the forged letters.

- (scoffs) We all were.
- I know.

But there is no sense in throwing
us all in the fire though,

is there Fred? Huh?

Look, I'm sorry, but you will just
have to take this one for the team.

- (sombre music plays)

- And I'll make sure
that when you are leaving

that you get an excellent reference.

And of course,
payment for your last article.

- Hah! Last article.
- Yes. Thank you, Fred.

Thank you.

- (footsteps continue retreating)

- I fully understand the pressures
that Fred was under.

But you have a decision to make
as to whether or not

you cross that line.

Fred thought about this,
and he crossed that line.

I don't think there
is any justification for that.

So, I think Fred is just as
complicit as T P.

- I think Fred Best knew he was
good at his job and storytelling.

He contributed to this case
in such a profound way.

And that was something
that he will have to live with

for the rest of his life.

- So, gentlemen,
I have big plans for this paper.

Ah!

So, have I unwittingly
been served my last supper?

- Well, we've decided that you
must send in your resignation.

- On what grounds?

For taking a blank piece of paper
and turning it into a newssheet

with the reach of 300,000 people?

- But at what cost?

- We now know that the directors
of The Star newspaper

found out that their journalists
had been misleading

the police investigation.

Fred Best had already been
dismissed.

But they now had to wash their hands
of T P.

- T P instructed Fred to write
the letters.

Then it is absolutely right
that he should also be let go.

The buck shouldn't just
stop with the reporter, right.

I think there is a real
responsibility sitting

within those newspaper organisations
who took the decision

to publish information
that they knew not to be true.

- You have left us no option.

- Fucking nonsense.

It's the largest circulation
of any evening paper in the country.

- We expect your resignation
by tomorrow morning.

- I think T P
and The Star's reporting

certainly heralded a new era
in journalism

that didn't care about the facts.

That cared about chasing
a sensational story.

WOMAN: See you tomorrow.

FERN: And not about the impact
on the lives of the people

that it involved.

- 11 women were murdered in
Whitechapel between 1888 and 1891.

But only five of the victims
are generally agreed

to be by the same killer,

Jack the Ripper.

With Mary Jane Kelly
thought to have been the last.

Speculation as to Jack the Ripper's
identity has raged

for almost 140 years.

Notable suspects include
Walter Sickert, a famed artist,

Dr Francis Tumblety,
an American herb doctor,

and most recently Aaron Kosminski
a Polish barber.

But the killer seemed to be able
to get away with his crimes

in the middle of one of the most
packed cities in the world.

The Star's handling of the story

helped it become the biggest selling
newspaper in the country.

- Well, for all of our sins,

we shone a light on the destitute
when they were left

by the establishment to suffer
in the darkness.

And what's more,

we fucking entertained them
as we did it.

- (laughter)

- But how much did the behaviour
of the journalists

divert police resources, manpower,

attention, time, hours

away from looking for the killer?

Jack the Ripper.

And yet that's what still
all these years later

stays in the public conscience.

I honestly, genuinely think
it comes down to the name.

Such a simple thing, isn't it?

Giving a killer or a case a name.

People remember Jack the Ripper.

- The name Jack the Ripper
is something that was given to us

by a group of men
who were trying to make money.

And we lose sight of that, and we
lose sight of the women themselves

because we want to be scared
of the monster.

- I think the press of the day
were entirely complicit

in turning the whole thing
from a tragedy

into a highly entertaining fiasco.

- Let's go.

- They did that for their own ends.
For their own careers.

And they did it entirely I would say
without a wit of compassion

for the women involved.

And not only the women who had
already been killed

but the women
who were sure to be killed.

- (typewriter keys clacking)

- (choir ahhs)

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