April 18, 2022 • 33 mins
Hoodwink appears in Absentia aided by Charlie Evans. He vanishes again after Sludge regains his power-wielding glasses. Jonica is whisked away by the Socklings to Sludge's home as Sludge decides what to do next about Hoodwink’s unexpected appearance on the scene. In San Francisco, the Laundronauts rush to the Washaterium in the hopes of rescuing Jonica.
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Speaker 1 (00:00):
The Laundronots is a production of I Heart Radio. This
is what we remember and remember, this is what it
sounded like. What we couldn't hear we made up. The
rest of it is arch Hawaii, Idaho, Alaska. I don't
(00:33):
understand a sister, mother, children back for another round of
cleansing and atonement. I see, I sharn't corrected, I'd said,
but my sciatica has stricken me upright? How do we fast? Terrible? Sir? Shoot? Wait?
(01:03):
What's the children miserable? I tried to provoke joy. Everywhere
I went. People kept shouting at me, go away, kid,
you bother me. I tried to hand out three jolly
rangers at school, and two sixth graders stole the whole bag.
Stupid joy scarions. I tried with our mother, sir, but
(01:27):
it was a total disaster. I heard her crying, sir
in the middle of the night. He woke me up
and went downstairs. She was sitting at the kitchen table,
flipping through an old scrap book, sniffling. I asked her
if she would like some homemade hot coco, sir, because
that always cheers me up. She used salt instead of sugar.
(01:51):
She got hysterical, laughing, crying, squeezing us. If not for
you too, it was whole horrible. I just made it worse, sir, cardswap.
Don't you see you succeeded. You're bumbling, stumbling attempts to
console your mother reminded her of the riches that she
(02:13):
still possess. Yes, you, those were tears of joy. Children. Yes,
I am swayed beyond a reasonable doubt by the evidence.
I declare your second challenge officially accepted and surmounted. That's
(02:34):
all on good time, children, all in good time. But
first we mious. We've our way back into the laundererauticle
of Jonaica Veronica, a fleete aka the Puma, paper like
backstitches and a quilt just beginning to take ship. Unless
(02:57):
we left Jenica, she was being transported to sludge Is
home the Sloud Despond by Mctweedie Splotch and the grubby Rumblers.
As they rumbled along, Jonica noticed the sun she created
remained in absentious sky even without the carrots Puma. Jennicas
(03:19):
fell off her mount. She was so startled by the
voice she searched for the sauce. No one she glanced
at her cohorts. They remained focused on the horizon. I think,
where are you? It's complicated. You remade Absentia through a
(03:41):
song alone. Jenica Perry had to wield the carrot. What
does that say? It says everything I knew at the
moment I met you that morning in front of Harry's hardware.
You are my salvation, You are everyone salvation. You simply
have to read the power away from sludge that's knowing here? No,
(04:05):
why are you here? Her? An accident or fate take
Sludge's power and j D will no longer have any
place and absenture. He will have to return to his
real home. You will have succeeded. Everyone will be happy.
What about move? You will become the goddess that you
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have always wanted to be, Jonica, goddess, not a happy
homemaker like your mother as taught you, Not a god
like you've been taught in the churches and schools. A goddess.
Goddesses aren't for you. I beg to differ. I'm in
the presence of one, a deity still unaware of her
(04:47):
own divinity. Jerniko grew quiet. There was a time when
everyone worshiped goddesses, Janica, but they were usurped by the
jealousy and ambition of men. Here there will be no
one above you. Your every desire will be made flesh.
So I'll have to see there is always a sacrifice
(05:12):
you And now I will remain here as your loyal
and obedient servant. This is, after all my home, My
dear Jernika glanced at Tweetie and Splotge there remained oblivious
to strange conversation she was having with bud wings disembodied voice,
even stranger though the waves of unease and Jonaica's stomach
(05:37):
that transformed into fluttering butterflies of excitement. What do I
have to do? Find the heart of the matter? Isn't
that very just work? Sludge was trying to deceive you?
Are you doing the scene? I longed for my home,
but you're already here. I cannot remain until Sludge's power
has been removed. Our coexistence is not a symbiotical one.
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I don't know what that means. I'm still at this mercy.
Where is this matter that I do not know? That
you will have to discover on your own? What do
I do when I get there? More? Later, we have
arrived three d a came to a sudden halt, and
Jonaica was thrown from her proach. She tumbled to the
(06:20):
ground and leaped back up, scowling at the suckling. They
were standing at the edge of a meadow of tall, pink,
undulating grass. The meadows stretched for a single square mile,
like a posted stamp of pink on rainbow striped paper.
The rumblers closed around her tree d nudged her forward.
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Have you forgotten that I was the one? Treaty bowed
low and shame Like a patch of moss. Janaka placed
a gentle hand on his head. A treaty nodded, take
me to the s spine tweety gesture to the meadow.
(07:02):
Jonica took a deep breath, Well, here goes everything, and
strode across the boundary. She was in the basement of
her great Granny Money. She turned back, Absensio was gone.
She was surrounded with a cold, dank, cob webbed bunker
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of her youth. A candle created dancing spiders of light
against the wall. For Jonica couldn't find the candle. Chocolate
and why sweet tass lines. Jonica followed Granny's voice, rushing
(07:53):
fingertips gently over dusty armors, scratched out desks, dilapidated couches
into the show up what Granny man he created her
fine furniture. The smell of paint and harney oily leads
sawdust into granny study pipe smoke, a buffalo skin rock
sprawl on the floor, heavy smith coroner type mater balance
(08:15):
on the flimsy card table, bookshelves rising to the celing
Twain dustsky, Bronty flowazon for sweet so steel, Aha steel,
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the hearts of the hopeful at the window was a
great gunny Many turned away from Jonaka, small and sinewy,
wrapped in a quioted showl of her own, making a
warm bubble bath can whiskus so the lad strip always
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strip wheep from the child. Joannica wanted to interrupt, but
it's been so long since she had heard the sweet
sound of Granny's voice. Ye fotos, sweet boches, sottles, steal,
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steal the hat sound Granny. The silhouette shivered turned, revealing
the sneering visage of well, at least you have something
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happy to remember, Jollica, I how to make everything up
from nothing? You have no happy lines, no I don't
believe that. Believe this the basement of Great grenny Man.
He transformed into a long, glittering hallway that stretched forever.
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The hallway had a smooth marble floor and a vaulted
ornate ceiling. Life sized portraits of oddly unfamiliar people lined
the walls, interspersed with giant windows of such geometric intricacy.
The light spilling in from absentia created holographic equations in
the air. What is this? Please? My house? The slough
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of Despon beautiful. I built it to adjust the memories
and mounds of animals living in things like you. Indeed,
I would all. Now it's just being me. What does
that mean? It's adjustice to make me feel better. Now
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it's adjusting to you. I don't understand. Follow me. He
let Jonnica down the other room, reveal themselves like runway
models showing off their latest passions, ballrooms, chymnasiums, planetariums. You
broke her own sludge halted. Excuse me, I met you
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and honoring aunt or not we should hands. We took
an oath and that wasn't the heart? Was it? No?
That nothingness? It's well absential and I meant so you
liked you broke her oath, and I deserved some satisfaction.
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You deserve whatever I decide you deserve. You're not the
boss of me, Johnny, not here, not anywhere. I'm not
trying to be the boss of Eastlude. You said the
oath was magical. Don't they think they might be repercussions
from violating a magical oath? Like could wenk appearing out
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of nowhere? Fludge's presence wam slightly? There might so before
more repercussions repercuss, maybe fulfill your side of the bargain
and make it right. You still want to go to
the heart? Yes, Why do I get the feeling this
is yet another scheme concocted by your friend hoodwinks he's
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not my friend. Well, he's not my friend, Johnica, and
he should nut how to playing an influence. He has
that a search you. What does he know? What does
he know? What does he know? He just sniff him
out normally, Yes, but he appears to have some inside
and knowledge, but it's keeping him closing from me. Let's
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beat him at his own game, use me as me
and go to the heart. He has the carriage. You've
gotten me. Fine sludge belched, and they were back in
the gloom of his ominous forest. As you can see,
the rabbit has permanently marked the location. Jonaka stared in
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wonder at the crimson bunside bush of flowering wallets. There
was as wide as a wildfire and as sall as
a tornado. Fluttering wallets buzzed about it like hungry bees
around the hive. Wow, not unlike the sun you've now
emblazoned into my sky. Pary seems to have also left
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his mark. The fluttering wallets broke away from the bush
and encircled Jonnica enough the wallets scattered and recongregated around
the bush, all except one. The defiant wallet hovered for
a moment, then gently landed on Jennaker's shoulder. This is
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your doing, Puma, You and your laungo knots. You've inspired
as the bias a monst white mans. Jonica gave it
a smooch. Your name is Wallace and you are a Walhanne.
It's important to name things. It gives them personality, and
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not to your brute wollishan Wallace. The volition dutted back
to his fluttering kin and coward. Let's not forget why
we're here. Hoodwink and you're breaking your yes, yes, yes,
where's this hunt? Below? Clock City? Its proper name is
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a state of Cataclysmia thanks to your colleague the Rabbage.
So what do we do? It's more a question of
what you will do? Pooma. I am not allowed to
descend in Gotaclesmia. Aren't you in charge? I had to
make an arrangement with the Clocklings in order to ensure
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my safety. It came with certain conditions. One of those
conditions is that I never physically enter a state of cataclesmia,
so I have to go in by myself. Yes, however,
I don't trust you, so I'm going home to take
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a nap. Do you have a headache? I can hear
you in my dreams, remember, Jonica. If I hear anything untaught,
there will be consequences. Is that understood? Understood? Queen mcclanker,
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who are you talking to? Who's Queen m clinker? What's happening?
The Queen of Roach? I advise getting out a wide
swamp ego to plans it. Jonicho obayed and watched as
the glass dome rose from the ground and opened in
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front of her eyes, Why must everything be so grand?
In response, a vanguard of cluckling soldiers rumbled out of
the hole, encircling them grand and the last cluck being
rode forward, and Queen mc clanker was finally and grantly
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reviewed and youth. Jonacha had expected a clock of grandiose proportion,
but Queen mcclenko was more of a watch. She was long,
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lithe and leathery, elegantly narled, studded with diamonds, encrusted with rubies,
and many armed, many legged of the jeweled oxens. Her
glass face was scarred with air, but sparkling and kind,
and took it weaved and leaves spun under the glass,
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revealing her expressions as she spoke. Johnaico found herself on
her knees, bowing before the Queen's langesty. Oh, don't do that,
She's just a whole woman's anchor. Watch. Dandel is a
standard of sand as by the cold. Oh, here we go,
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and here to the use of what a huge mistake.
Mockery and chuckery is just clockery, acose, Please stay in
the eye a fla upon the holes. Are we done?
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So be grand reager to sow with all the eagles
lead a bland under fever to their barking with the
beagle's be ground regal Dad to saw the all diseagers
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lead the bland and the beaver to barking with the beagles.
Oh clear, now excellent? Why have you come, mam Master?
(19:06):
I have a guest who wishes to want to take
a tour of Cataclysmia. She is, for lack of a
better word, a spine Trea, with all a mistrusted fear
she deserves. Hey, is this not? I am? Yes, she is.
(19:29):
She is still alive. Master, what we have a standing
order Germany or apprehend in a lundronot sit into theur.
Now this one is girl, and I want to determine
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it it not. I am temporarily suspending at order. This
laudronaut has brought an enemy into a midst. His name
is Hoodwink. He wishes to destroy Cataclysma and the Clerkley. Second,
(20:14):
that's not. Take this spy to the heart of the match.
Draw out this Hoodwink, apprehend him, bring him to me. Understood? Understood?
Must well, that's satisfy our old Johnica. I guess good.
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What about hearing the heart? Nothing needs healing? I lied,
that's the malignant growl. Quiet I failed. Let it go?
What malignancy? But must you have swon me by to
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the brutal dan boon of honesty? Can either lie not quietly?
A mind nearby in the prison of such you and
your kind remain repulsively refined, your honest tear other sales
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to astonish me. Sud's presence waned. He turned away and
lost in thought. You said, your heart, what is it?
Your heart? Down there? Plugger's presence wind further. I buried myself, Johnnica,
Like the pens, are the wallets and the watches, but
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I buried all of me. Take cards and the heart,
make like that bind Ud, bring him to me. I'll
be watching. Letstenes you wish? What about the malignancy? Embraced
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sludge hiccup, and vanished, leaving a hole of absence in
his wake. The whole quickly we filled with color and depth.
Coming along child, the clinker, lady, gentle tender on Jonaica's hand,
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me getting his loads down. Nothing canadon Is sometimes takes
yes before he emerges. Yes, my nation. The tall grandfather,
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clock shaped clockling soldier rolled forward and unfolded the staircase
mixed body the stairs went back up to a seat
to top. The creatures showed, this is my son, can
he will be your guardian and died while you are
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in this state of catracles. My a state, not a city,
cities of a sucklings, states of clucklings. After you, Jonica
climbed up the staircase and swept in. Klinker rolled grandly
(23:38):
down into the The other soldiers followed Jonka and Cankles.
So if jd buried himself, yes, professor, why didn't he
become a bush or a tree like the other things.
Perhaps it had something to do with him being an
animate sir Man, Well, sir, it seems to me that
animates and inanimates had different properties, and where of those
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properties mixed with absentia, they have completely different reactions like chemistry, sir,
Please don't he just got a chemistry set for his birthday? Well,
happy birthday, captain. That's a lucky number seven, it is,
thank you, sir. And yes, I didn't get a chemistry set.
And I've been experimenting and I've noticed, for instance, sir,
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how when you dropped the middle lithium into a glass
of water, it creates a gas. When you dropped the
middle potassium into a glass of water, a burst into flames.
The water is the consant, sir. But the properties of
the two medals are different, so the react differently, just
like animates and inanimates do with absentia. How on earth
did you get potessia? Is that how my macromay model
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of a DNA molecule burst into flames? Sorry you said
it internally combusted. I moved my lap to the garage, sir.
So what happened to j d then? Was he just
swallowed by absentia? For that, my dear, we must return
to the tumus progress as she descends into Cataclysbia in
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search of the very heart of the matter. But as
Jonica attempted to describe it to us later upon our return,
it was like being dropped onto the open face of
a gigantic pocket watch on big engine. The roads, the homes,
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the bridges, the buildings, even the movements of the cocklings.
Everything connecting the city, both wormerously mammoth and intimately intricate.
Towering pistons, the gargantuan wheels, the pounding hammers, all part
of a self sustaining municipality, pumping power up into absentia.
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Jonaica's caravan passed through an endless array of heavily guarden
tightly secured airlocks, gates and tunnels, always descending deeper and
deeper into the bowls of cataclysphere. The messes and the
decks and the things once opposes of all less and
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the other clock links took up stations along the way.
But then there was just mcclinker, can't call, and Jonka,
who arrived at a door at the end of what
appeared have been an endlessly narrowing tumbel can't call, obeyed,
Unfolded his staircase, Jonica descended the first element see the
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deep boom, to see the heart of the mad, not
even the last for him the privileged. I didn't thank you.
This was not a Christion. Sorry, No, was that you
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will responsible to pear and it rest to the gear
and I'm questioning quit, Jonaica saluted, Chang the clothing sprang
to attention es my musition, the god his impertence, da
I give him some leaves, as he is the first
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and most trustful or mark you accompany or inside the
heart of the matter. My other guards appears it from
but every entry way and quiet leading into the streamber
if and when this hood wink makes an appealing will
be better hanged. My planker produced an oddly angular key
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and then serted it into the lock, and the door
swallow open. You have five minutes year. The master listened
from his slumber. She leaned in conspiratorially to mca use
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your time, while Jonica took a deep breath. He goes everything,
then stepped across the threshold can't go, followed in the
door stump shout, and locked itself. There was like entering
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an underground Cathine. Jonaica's eyes rose and rhymes. Is the
heart of the matter was more organic than mechanical, you know, organically,
more machine than organ and huge. What does it? It
provides life blood to a serve and I think, and Jonica,
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he never actually got a chance to meet in addition
or also meet you, Londronald Charlico, thank you? So what
do you mean? It provides wife wood absentia, and the
heart is a source of sensuous power. Without it we
would have never been going. If the heart should ever
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stop beats evil all here with the clothings of sworn
to protect the heart with our love? What about the malignity?
It's last seen in the lower mid artery of the
left up a venture. I was told it was born
when the heart was warm, known before I became animal.
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It grows and vows the heart like a parasitic twin.
We have managed to serve its progress through lavorious measures,
but we cannot stop it. But you can po Jonaka
can't go leap to that? Where are you complicated? Stop
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seeing Joner flung off her knapsack. Come on out and
take a licket. We are so like dawned on Jonica?
Are you in my knapsacks? Jonica kicked her sack. It's me,
stop kicking Come out now. I was hoping you wouldn't
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have to see me in my match room today. Don't
make me kick you again from one of our knapsack?
Whose the things such ideous beauty? Jhonica was rendered nonsensical
when attempting to describe it to us. It was a
worm or a snake or among us among It was thick, muscular,
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puhy green brown in color. Harry couldn't down where its
eyes or mouth for when it spoke, you are I
am a shaped What are I am? A shopling? The
first and last of my kind? And you, my dear,
are the bomber Goddess, the savior of Absentia. Under side
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Cantle Russia to him, Hoodwink, Bradish, the corrots squeezing Ink
into the era think was like steee wire latch stopped
him in his tracks. Who try to push forward, but
the net tightened, tangling his gears. Jonica Hoodwink pounded over
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to Jonaka. She pounded away. Sludge has awakened. My Queen
mcclenker and her guards are assembling. It is time to choose.
I bury yourself here in the heart of the matter,
commit yourself to Absentia, become the goddess you were meant
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to be sent j D D Free so much mountain care,
so much impending day Ja Yet inside Johnica, no waves crash,
no butterflies flatter, just the crystal clear clarity of an
icy calm lake. An early order. I'm the Laundronauts are
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potentially undrew tale based on actual events. Conceived, written and
directed by Colin mackenzie Mitchell, original music, sound design and
editing by Dave McKeever. Produced by Monica Nicholas and Dave mckever.
Script supervision and editorial assistants by Christina Bryan, Casting by
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Mary Claire Sweeters. Executive producers John Cameron Mitchell, ed Asner
and Colin Mackenzie Mitchell starring in order of opinions, I
Is Like Robinson Smith as the Man, Alison Fraser as
the Woman, Great Granny Manny Madam Russia, and Mac Tanka
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Esner as the narrator, Max Mitchell as the brother, Evan
tok Has the Sister, Stephen Kieran as Hoodwinker, Blue Belle
Saraceno as Jonica, Corey Krueger as Sludge, Trent Mills as Candle.
The Laundronats is a collaboration between I Heart Media and
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Little Brother Sam Productions. For more podcasts from I heart Radio,
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I Heart Radio.
The Laundronots is a production of I Heart Radio. This
is what we remember and remember, this is what it
sounded like. What we couldn't hear we made up. The
rest of it is arch Hawaii, Idaho, Alaska. I don't
(00:33):
understand a sister, mother, children back for another round of
cleansing and atonement. I see, I sharn't corrected, I'd said,
but my sciatica has stricken me upright? How do we fast? Terrible? Sir? Shoot? Wait?
(01:03):
What's the children miserable? I tried to provoke joy. Everywhere
I went. People kept shouting at me, go away, kid,
you bother me. I tried to hand out three jolly
rangers at school, and two sixth graders stole the whole bag.
Stupid joy scarions. I tried with our mother, sir, but
(01:27):
it was a total disaster. I heard her crying, sir
in the middle of the night. He woke me up
and went downstairs. She was sitting at the kitchen table,
flipping through an old scrap book, sniffling. I asked her
if she would like some homemade hot coco, sir, because
that always cheers me up. She used salt instead of sugar.
(01:51):
She got hysterical, laughing, crying, squeezing us. If not for
you too, it was whole horrible. I just made it worse, sir, cardswap.
Don't you see you succeeded. You're bumbling, stumbling attempts to
console your mother reminded her of the riches that she
(02:13):
still possess. Yes, you, those were tears of joy. Children. Yes,
I am swayed beyond a reasonable doubt by the evidence.
I declare your second challenge officially accepted and surmounted. That's
(02:34):
all on good time, children, all in good time. But
first we mious. We've our way back into the laundererauticle
of Jonaica Veronica, a fleete aka the Puma, paper like
backstitches and a quilt just beginning to take ship. Unless
(02:57):
we left Jenica, she was being transported to sludge Is
home the Sloud Despond by Mctweedie Splotch and the grubby Rumblers.
As they rumbled along, Jonica noticed the sun she created
remained in absentious sky even without the carrots Puma. Jennicas
(03:19):
fell off her mount. She was so startled by the
voice she searched for the sauce. No one she glanced
at her cohorts. They remained focused on the horizon. I think,
where are you? It's complicated. You remade Absentia through a
(03:41):
song alone. Jenica Perry had to wield the carrot. What
does that say? It says everything I knew at the
moment I met you that morning in front of Harry's hardware.
You are my salvation, You are everyone salvation. You simply
have to read the power away from sludge that's knowing here? No,
(04:05):
why are you here? Her? An accident or fate take
Sludge's power and j D will no longer have any
place and absenture. He will have to return to his
real home. You will have succeeded. Everyone will be happy.
What about move? You will become the goddess that you
(04:25):
have always wanted to be, Jonica, goddess, not a happy
homemaker like your mother as taught you, Not a god
like you've been taught in the churches and schools. A goddess.
Goddesses aren't for you. I beg to differ. I'm in
the presence of one, a deity still unaware of her
(04:47):
own divinity. Jerniko grew quiet. There was a time when
everyone worshiped goddesses, Janica, but they were usurped by the
jealousy and ambition of men. Here there will be no
one above you. Your every desire will be made flesh.
So I'll have to see there is always a sacrifice
(05:12):
you And now I will remain here as your loyal
and obedient servant. This is, after all my home, My
dear Jernika glanced at Tweetie and Splotge there remained oblivious
to strange conversation she was having with bud wings disembodied voice,
even stranger though the waves of unease and Jonaica's stomach
(05:37):
that transformed into fluttering butterflies of excitement. What do I
have to do? Find the heart of the matter? Isn't
that very just work? Sludge was trying to deceive you?
Are you doing the scene? I longed for my home,
but you're already here. I cannot remain until Sludge's power
has been removed. Our coexistence is not a symbiotical one.
(06:00):
I don't know what that means. I'm still at this mercy.
Where is this matter that I do not know? That
you will have to discover on your own? What do
I do when I get there? More? Later, we have
arrived three d a came to a sudden halt, and
Jonaica was thrown from her proach. She tumbled to the
(06:20):
ground and leaped back up, scowling at the suckling. They
were standing at the edge of a meadow of tall, pink,
undulating grass. The meadows stretched for a single square mile,
like a posted stamp of pink on rainbow striped paper.
The rumblers closed around her tree d nudged her forward.
(06:42):
Have you forgotten that I was the one? Treaty bowed
low and shame Like a patch of moss. Janaka placed
a gentle hand on his head. A treaty nodded, take
me to the s spine tweety gesture to the meadow.
(07:02):
Jonica took a deep breath, Well, here goes everything, and
strode across the boundary. She was in the basement of
her great Granny Money. She turned back, Absensio was gone.
She was surrounded with a cold, dank, cob webbed bunker
(07:24):
of her youth. A candle created dancing spiders of light
against the wall. For Jonica couldn't find the candle. Chocolate
and why sweet tass lines. Jonica followed Granny's voice, rushing
(07:53):
fingertips gently over dusty armors, scratched out desks, dilapidated couches
into the show up what Granny man he created her
fine furniture. The smell of paint and harney oily leads
sawdust into granny study pipe smoke, a buffalo skin rock
sprawl on the floor, heavy smith coroner type mater balance
(08:15):
on the flimsy card table, bookshelves rising to the celing
Twain dustsky, Bronty flowazon for sweet so steel, Aha steel,
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the hearts of the hopeful at the window was a
great gunny Many turned away from Jonaka, small and sinewy,
wrapped in a quioted showl of her own, making a
warm bubble bath can whiskus so the lad strip always
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strip wheep from the child. Joannica wanted to interrupt, but
it's been so long since she had heard the sweet
sound of Granny's voice. Ye fotos, sweet boches, sottles, steal,
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steal the hat sound Granny. The silhouette shivered turned, revealing
the sneering visage of well, at least you have something
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happy to remember, Jollica, I how to make everything up
from nothing? You have no happy lines, no I don't
believe that. Believe this the basement of Great grenny Man.
He transformed into a long, glittering hallway that stretched forever.
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The hallway had a smooth marble floor and a vaulted
ornate ceiling. Life sized portraits of oddly unfamiliar people lined
the walls, interspersed with giant windows of such geometric intricacy.
The light spilling in from absentia created holographic equations in
the air. What is this? Please? My house? The slough
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of Despon beautiful. I built it to adjust the memories
and mounds of animals living in things like you. Indeed,
I would all. Now it's just being me. What does
that mean? It's adjustice to make me feel better. Now
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it's adjusting to you. I don't understand. Follow me. He
let Jonnica down the other room, reveal themselves like runway
models showing off their latest passions, ballrooms, chymnasiums, planetariums. You
broke her own sludge halted. Excuse me, I met you
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and honoring aunt or not we should hands. We took
an oath and that wasn't the heart? Was it? No?
That nothingness? It's well absential and I meant so you
liked you broke her oath, and I deserved some satisfaction.
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You deserve whatever I decide you deserve. You're not the
boss of me, Johnny, not here, not anywhere. I'm not
trying to be the boss of Eastlude. You said the
oath was magical. Don't they think they might be repercussions
from violating a magical oath? Like could wenk appearing out
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of nowhere? Fludge's presence wam slightly? There might so before
more repercussions repercuss, maybe fulfill your side of the bargain
and make it right. You still want to go to
the heart? Yes, Why do I get the feeling this
is yet another scheme concocted by your friend hoodwinks he's
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not my friend. Well, he's not my friend, Johnica, and
he should nut how to playing an influence. He has
that a search you. What does he know? What does
he know? What does he know? He just sniff him
out normally, Yes, but he appears to have some inside
and knowledge, but it's keeping him closing from me. Let's
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beat him at his own game, use me as me
and go to the heart. He has the carriage. You've
gotten me. Fine sludge belched, and they were back in
the gloom of his ominous forest. As you can see,
the rabbit has permanently marked the location. Jonaka stared in
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wonder at the crimson bunside bush of flowering wallets. There
was as wide as a wildfire and as sall as
a tornado. Fluttering wallets buzzed about it like hungry bees
around the hive. Wow, not unlike the sun you've now
emblazoned into my sky. Pary seems to have also left
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his mark. The fluttering wallets broke away from the bush
and encircled Jonnica enough the wallets scattered and recongregated around
the bush, all except one. The defiant wallet hovered for
a moment, then gently landed on Jennaker's shoulder. This is
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your doing, Puma, You and your laungo knots. You've inspired
as the bias a monst white mans. Jonica gave it
a smooch. Your name is Wallace and you are a Walhanne.
It's important to name things. It gives them personality, and
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not to your brute wollishan Wallace. The volition dutted back
to his fluttering kin and coward. Let's not forget why
we're here. Hoodwink and you're breaking your yes, yes, yes,
where's this hunt? Below? Clock City? Its proper name is
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a state of Cataclysmia thanks to your colleague the Rabbage.
So what do we do? It's more a question of
what you will do? Pooma. I am not allowed to
descend in Gotaclesmia. Aren't you in charge? I had to
make an arrangement with the Clocklings in order to ensure
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my safety. It came with certain conditions. One of those
conditions is that I never physically enter a state of cataclesmia,
so I have to go in by myself. Yes, however,
I don't trust you, so I'm going home to take
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a nap. Do you have a headache? I can hear
you in my dreams, remember, Jonica. If I hear anything untaught,
there will be consequences. Is that understood? Understood? Queen mcclanker,
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who are you talking to? Who's Queen m clinker? What's happening?
The Queen of Roach? I advise getting out a wide
swamp ego to plans it. Jonicho obayed and watched as
the glass dome rose from the ground and opened in
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front of her eyes, Why must everything be so grand?
In response, a vanguard of cluckling soldiers rumbled out of
the hole, encircling them grand and the last cluck being
rode forward, and Queen mc clanker was finally and grantly
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reviewed and youth. Jonacha had expected a clock of grandiose proportion,
but Queen mcclenko was more of a watch. She was long,
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lithe and leathery, elegantly narled, studded with diamonds, encrusted with rubies,
and many armed, many legged of the jeweled oxens. Her
glass face was scarred with air, but sparkling and kind,
and took it weaved and leaves spun under the glass,
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revealing her expressions as she spoke. Johnaico found herself on
her knees, bowing before the Queen's langesty. Oh, don't do that,
She's just a whole woman's anchor. Watch. Dandel is a
standard of sand as by the cold. Oh, here we go,
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and here to the use of what a huge mistake.
Mockery and chuckery is just clockery, acose, Please stay in
the eye a fla upon the holes. Are we done?
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So be grand reager to sow with all the eagles
lead a bland under fever to their barking with the
beagle's be ground regal Dad to saw the all diseagers
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lead the bland and the beaver to barking with the beagles.
Oh clear, now excellent? Why have you come, mam Master?
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I have a guest who wishes to want to take
a tour of Cataclysmia. She is, for lack of a
better word, a spine Trea, with all a mistrusted fear
she deserves. Hey, is this not? I am? Yes, she is.
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She is still alive. Master, what we have a standing
order Germany or apprehend in a lundronot sit into theur.
Now this one is girl, and I want to determine
(19:53):
it it not. I am temporarily suspending at order. This
laudronaut has brought an enemy into a midst. His name
is Hoodwink. He wishes to destroy Cataclysma and the Clerkley. Second,
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that's not. Take this spy to the heart of the match.
Draw out this Hoodwink, apprehend him, bring him to me. Understood? Understood?
Must well, that's satisfy our old Johnica. I guess good.
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What about hearing the heart? Nothing needs healing? I lied,
that's the malignant growl. Quiet I failed. Let it go?
What malignancy? But must you have swon me by to
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the brutal dan boon of honesty? Can either lie not quietly?
A mind nearby in the prison of such you and
your kind remain repulsively refined, your honest tear other sales
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to astonish me. Sud's presence waned. He turned away and
lost in thought. You said, your heart, what is it?
Your heart? Down there? Plugger's presence wind further. I buried myself, Johnnica,
Like the pens, are the wallets and the watches, but
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I buried all of me. Take cards and the heart,
make like that bind Ud, bring him to me. I'll
be watching. Letstenes you wish? What about the malignancy? Embraced
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sludge hiccup, and vanished, leaving a hole of absence in
his wake. The whole quickly we filled with color and depth.
Coming along child, the clinker, lady, gentle tender on Jonaica's hand,
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me getting his loads down. Nothing canadon Is sometimes takes
yes before he emerges. Yes, my nation. The tall grandfather,
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clock shaped clockling soldier rolled forward and unfolded the staircase
mixed body the stairs went back up to a seat
to top. The creatures showed, this is my son, can
he will be your guardian and died while you are
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in this state of catracles. My a state, not a city,
cities of a sucklings, states of clucklings. After you, Jonica
climbed up the staircase and swept in. Klinker rolled grandly
(23:38):
down into the The other soldiers followed Jonka and Cankles.
So if jd buried himself, yes, professor, why didn't he
become a bush or a tree like the other things.
Perhaps it had something to do with him being an
animate sir Man, Well, sir, it seems to me that
animates and inanimates had different properties, and where of those
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properties mixed with absentia, they have completely different reactions like chemistry, sir,
Please don't he just got a chemistry set for his birthday? Well,
happy birthday, captain. That's a lucky number seven, it is,
thank you, sir. And yes, I didn't get a chemistry set.
And I've been experimenting and I've noticed, for instance, sir,
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how when you dropped the middle lithium into a glass
of water, it creates a gas. When you dropped the
middle potassium into a glass of water, a burst into flames.
The water is the consant, sir. But the properties of
the two medals are different, so the react differently, just
like animates and inanimates do with absentia. How on earth
did you get potessia? Is that how my macromay model
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of a DNA molecule burst into flames? Sorry you said
it internally combusted. I moved my lap to the garage, sir.
So what happened to j d then? Was he just
swallowed by absentia? For that, my dear, we must return
to the tumus progress as she descends into Cataclysbia in
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search of the very heart of the matter. But as
Jonica attempted to describe it to us later upon our return,
it was like being dropped onto the open face of
a gigantic pocket watch on big engine. The roads, the homes,
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the bridges, the buildings, even the movements of the cocklings.
Everything connecting the city, both wormerously mammoth and intimately intricate.
Towering pistons, the gargantuan wheels, the pounding hammers, all part
of a self sustaining municipality, pumping power up into absentia.
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Jonaica's caravan passed through an endless array of heavily guarden
tightly secured airlocks, gates and tunnels, always descending deeper and
deeper into the bowls of cataclysphere. The messes and the
decks and the things once opposes of all less and
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the other clock links took up stations along the way.
But then there was just mcclinker, can't call, and Jonka,
who arrived at a door at the end of what
appeared have been an endlessly narrowing tumbel can't call, obeyed,
Unfolded his staircase, Jonica descended the first element see the
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deep boom, to see the heart of the mad, not
even the last for him the privileged. I didn't thank you.
This was not a Christion. Sorry, No, was that you
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will responsible to pear and it rest to the gear
and I'm questioning quit, Jonaica saluted, Chang the clothing sprang
to attention es my musition, the god his impertence, da
I give him some leaves, as he is the first
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and most trustful or mark you accompany or inside the
heart of the matter. My other guards appears it from
but every entry way and quiet leading into the streamber
if and when this hood wink makes an appealing will
be better hanged. My planker produced an oddly angular key
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and then serted it into the lock, and the door
swallow open. You have five minutes year. The master listened
from his slumber. She leaned in conspiratorially to mca use
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your time, while Jonica took a deep breath. He goes everything,
then stepped across the threshold can't go, followed in the
door stump shout, and locked itself. There was like entering
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an underground Cathine. Jonaica's eyes rose and rhymes. Is the
heart of the matter was more organic than mechanical, you know, organically,
more machine than organ and huge. What does it? It
provides life blood to a serve and I think, and Jonica,
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he never actually got a chance to meet in addition
or also meet you, Londronald Charlico, thank you? So what
do you mean? It provides wife wood absentia, and the
heart is a source of sensuous power. Without it we
would have never been going. If the heart should ever
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stop beats evil all here with the clothings of sworn
to protect the heart with our love? What about the malignity?
It's last seen in the lower mid artery of the
left up a venture. I was told it was born
when the heart was warm, known before I became animal.
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It grows and vows the heart like a parasitic twin.
We have managed to serve its progress through lavorious measures,
but we cannot stop it. But you can po Jonaka
can't go leap to that? Where are you complicated? Stop
(29:57):
seeing Joner flung off her knapsack. Come on out and
take a licket. We are so like dawned on Jonica?
Are you in my knapsacks? Jonica kicked her sack. It's me,
stop kicking Come out now. I was hoping you wouldn't
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have to see me in my match room today. Don't
make me kick you again from one of our knapsack?
Whose the things such ideous beauty? Jhonica was rendered nonsensical
when attempting to describe it to us. It was a
worm or a snake or among us among It was thick, muscular,
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puhy green brown in color. Harry couldn't down where its
eyes or mouth for when it spoke, you are I
am a shaped What are I am? A shopling? The
first and last of my kind? And you, my dear,
are the bomber Goddess, the savior of Absentia. Under side
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Cantle Russia to him, Hoodwink, Bradish, the corrots squeezing Ink
into the era think was like steee wire latch stopped
him in his tracks. Who try to push forward, but
the net tightened, tangling his gears. Jonica Hoodwink pounded over
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to Jonaka. She pounded away. Sludge has awakened. My Queen
mcclenker and her guards are assembling. It is time to choose.
I bury yourself here in the heart of the matter,
commit yourself to Absentia, become the goddess you were meant
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to be sent j D D Free so much mountain care,
so much impending day Ja Yet inside Johnica, no waves crash,
no butterflies flatter, just the crystal clear clarity of an
icy calm lake. An early order. I'm the Laundronauts are
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potentially undrew tale based on actual events. Conceived, written and
directed by Colin mackenzie Mitchell, original music, sound design and
editing by Dave McKeever. Produced by Monica Nicholas and Dave mckever.
Script supervision and editorial assistants by Christina Bryan, Casting by
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Mary Claire Sweeters. Executive producers John Cameron Mitchell, ed Asner
and Colin Mackenzie Mitchell starring in order of opinions, I
Is Like Robinson Smith as the Man, Alison Fraser as
the Woman, Great Granny Manny Madam Russia, and Mac Tanka
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Esner as the narrator, Max Mitchell as the brother, Evan
tok Has the Sister, Stephen Kieran as Hoodwinker, Blue Belle
Saraceno as Jonica, Corey Krueger as Sludge, Trent Mills as Candle.
The Laundronats is a collaboration between I Heart Media and
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Little Brother Sam Productions. For more podcasts from I heart Radio,
visit the i heart Radio app, Apple Podcasts, or wherever
you get your podcasts. The Laundronauts is a production of
I Heart Radio.
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