tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83558031607097254932024-03-05T13:45:02.776-08:00Ozoncycleryaverage chicks on our sexy bikesdaniel.vogelessex@gmail.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10748181001181456837noreply@blogger.comBlogger52125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-64080110868921657752015-08-15T22:57:00.001-07:002015-08-15T23:32:42.222-07:00Dealers<p dir="ltr">So there's this dealer, who likes to take bamboo bikes, rebrand them as his own, and sell them on his website.  He asked me if I could make him a particularly complex touring frame (that no other bamboo bike maker in Europe knows how to do) without a logo, so that he could sell it again as his own. </p>
<p dir="ltr">I turned him down, saying that all of my frames come with a logo, serial number and guarant<u>e</u>e. In response he gave me a condition under which he would sell my bikes with my name on them instead of <u>his</u>. This was my response... </p>
<p dir="ltr">Hallo _______-, <br>
Ich finde dein laden und Konzept alles super, ich glaube auch dass du damit Erfolg siehst. Auch bis ins Detail das du Verpackung wieder verwendest finde ich super.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Ich muss mich aber kurz äussern. Bitte verstehe dass für jemand, der seit Jahren sein Herzblut in seine Produkte steckt, und alles dafür tut dass die Produkte qualitativ, innovativ, langlebig und auch extrem hübsch sind, sich dafür nicht interessierten würde, mit ein Händler zu arbeiten, der "ev. zu Konzessionen bereit" ist, dass ich meine Name, statt deine, darauf schreiben kann.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Jemand der meine Fahrräder verkauft muss absolut überzeugt sein, voll hinter meine Marke stehen, und stolz darauf sein ein Ozon Fahrrad verkaufen zu dürfen. Nicht nur weil es ein Geiles Fahrrad ist, sondern extra weil es von Ozon kommt.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Wenn du mal in Berlin bist, lade ich dich herzlich ein, unsere werkstatt zu besuchen. Vielleicht nachdem wir uns persönlich kennengelernt haben, und du unsere Herstellungsprozess gesehen hast, wirst du dich dafür interessieren, unsere Fahrräder zu verkaufen.</p>
<p dir="ltr">LG<br>
Dan</p>
daniel.vogelessex@gmail.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10748181001181456837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-87385265408529557862014-09-20T15:16:00.000-07:002015-08-06T00:28:41.889-07:00Form and the art of eating togetherSo I'm back from the Eurobike, back into giving workshops, and excited to share some workshop wisdom...<br>
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Form is a class in the foundations year of design school. Form, Color and Space...<br>
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(In writing this I realize that what I actually wanted to talkabout, 3-dimensional form, is what the foundations year of design school called space. But whatever. I'll stick to my guns and call it FORM despite the 3rd dimension.)<br>
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...ahem. So Color, Form, and Space are the three segments of the first year of design school, and with much of this first year I really didn't get the point until after graduating.<br>
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The Space segment included a project that involved creating a block of nicely shaped wood. That's it. Just taking some nice wood and cutting and sanding around until it's nice. Seems simple enough. It isn't. Mine turned out looking like a potato. I couldn't tell the difference.<br>
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Low and behold nowadays I spend my time teaching people how to take a piece of bamboo, putty it, cut it and sand it till it looks nice. That's it. And sometimes I explain it just like that. "this is your head tube joint, just sand around till it looks nice" I say, as a a sort of test. To pass this test, you simply have to say "Ok no problem " then spend the next hour filing and sanding and cutting till your head tube joint looks nice. Simple as that.<br>
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The more realistic answer is, "eh, say what now? What do you mean with 'nice'? Give me some real guidelines here! " and then I bust out with the red marker and a stencil and give a real explanation. That IS what the customer paid for. After all, the whole point is for the workshop customer to learn some theory about 3-d form.<br>
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But sometimes, JUST SOMETIMES, I have someone who says, "Ok, no problem " and spends the next hour producing a beautiful, expertly crafted 3-d shape in the form of a head tube joint. And a good many of these people have zero experience with any type of sculpture or craftsmanship. They have never studied design. They have never before used a rasp. They SHOULD have no idea what they are doing. And yet, the result is as good as I can do myself.<br>
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What does that mean?<br>
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And then, sometimes... JUST sometimes I get someone who not only has a good feel for 3-d form, but also has a detailed concept of exactly what they want their 3-d form to look like and comes with sketches, knowledge and expertise. Sometimes this person has even done the space lesson of design foundations and had gone on to finish his degree and persue a career as an industrial designer. And sometimes this person is named Benjamin Drossel.<br>
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And sometimes Benjamin Drossel excersises his secret superpower of teleportation, as evidenced by this miraculously timed photograph...<div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For good or for evil... Or just to get the last bit of sauce...<br><br>And so it is, that a collaboration begins between the ozon cyclery and designer Benni Drossel... Stay tuned for the results...<br><br>........<br><br>Dearest reader, one again a year old draft of a post, forgotten and unfinished. Just FYI, Benni made perhaps the most beautiful bike ever to come from our workshop, and we collaborated on the design for our bamboo cargo bike. We 3d cad modeled both, entered in the bamboo transportation design Competition 2014 in Korea, and lost to a very questionable entry that had little basis in reality. Nonetheless a self gratifying project slated to be continued this winter, when Benni and I both have some free time. <br><br>LG<br>Dve<br>Ps. Apparently the blogger app doesn't have the function to control text formatting, which is why I'm stuck in centered text mode. Entschuldigung!<br><br></td></tr>
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So let me first say that my good friend Birger, whom I've known since moving to Berlin, happens to have landed job as a key account manager for the Eurobike. What does that mean? Not only that I get to hang out with Birger during the show, but get to do so in the VIP lounge, schmoozing with execs and special guests, eating catered fingerfood and drinking cappuccinos from the automat. Not bad for also sleeping in a tent in the park and wearing the same clothes every day.<br />
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I got to see three whole days of the show, compared to the 1 that I planned and 2 that I hoped for.<br />
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And the very first stand to be seen was none other than Pedal Power, our neighbors from the Kaskelstrasse back in Berlin!<br />
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My absolute favorite thing of the entire show was this thing: super high tech, carbon fiber, modular, customizable, disc brakes, and utterly purposeless. What does it do? I ask the Chinese college student Manning the exhibit. You can adjust the ride position! He explains. Why? So that, if you get tired of one ride position, you can have a new one! He exclaims. Is that for fitting, like, to determine which ride position is best for your body? No, because none of its ride positions are good for your body. Does it fold up into a tight space? Eh, kind of. But that's not really the point. So it's really just kind of... for fun?! Yes! Look, you can ride like this (he folds it from one awkward position...) and then ride like this! (...to another awkward position). Not to mention that the pedals steer with the front wheel, adding a whole nother level of amazing/awkward-ness. <br />
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I want one.<br />
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Bamboo bikes were for the most part absent from the show One distributor
of Calfee trained african bamboo frames was there, but without much to
see. However, I saw a plethora of frames made of wood. Some were truly
spectacular, and many I had never heard of. One even looked like it was
made of cardboard tubes. What does this mean? Here some examples:<br />
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Bamboo is CLEARLY A SUPERIOR FRAME MATERIAL so don't go and decide you'd rather have one of these beautiful, handcrafted wooden frames. Stop thinking about it. Forget I ever showed the pictures.<br />
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Ken, these next two are for you... <br />
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Now concerning cycling apparell... There was a fashion show where Shimano, Gore and the other big companies hired some dancers to sport their new cycling fashion line. Aside from padded tricots looking like adult diapers, and cycling shoes being so dangerous to walk in that the dancers refused, I'd like you all to take a look at the following apparel and tell me which you would rather be caught wearing.<br />
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PedalEd...?<br />
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Do you feel like dressing like a human, or a lighting bug? Allright, I'm also a sucker for neon stuff, after all it keeps you alive. But still. There has to be a better way.<br />
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And that, my friends, was a tiny bit of Eurobike! Obviously theres about a bazillion more things to see in person, so maybe we'll see eachother there next year. I leave you with this absolutely terrible polka band, with highly desirable shoes. The Meckenbeuren train station festival at its finest...<a href="http://youtu.be/AOlcA4KQKhU" target="_blank">http://youtu.be/AOlcA4KQKhU</a></div>
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<br />daniel.vogelessex@gmail.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10748181001181456837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-39532812036661162052014-09-01T09:21:00.001-07:002015-08-06T00:18:31.957-07:00Balance and the act of riding a bus.<div dir="ltr">
Dearest reader, <br>
Please don't be alarmed by the lack of chronological continuity in my posts. Nor by the lack of anything about the Eurobike itself. I promise, I was really there. I saw a bunch of amazing stuff. And I will write all about it shortly. Heres proof.<br>
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Now I'd like to share a thought that I had on my lasts days of riding, nearly a week ago. Now that I'm on a bus back to Berlin. A theme that was strong at the Eurobike itself. An idea I strongly believe in. It's the idea of balance vs. competition. Let me elaborate in the form of a short series of narratives.</div>
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<b>The three sisters </b><br>
In ancient America there was a traditional farming practice of growing beans, corn and squash at the same time in the same soil. Called the "three sisters ", these crops thrive when grown together, have staggered harvest seasons and thus provide more sustinence per acre than even modern methods. It's not, however, mechanizable and thus loses the race in today's economy.</div>
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<b>Photography and cycling</b><br>
While doing a bike trip, you have goals set from the beginning. For me it was Berlin to Friedrichshafen in 10 days or less, such that I make it to the Eurobike by The 30th or earlier. That meant 100km /day average, and at the start of my trip this seemed like a realistic goal.</div>
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But as the trip went on, I realized I had many other goals as well. I wanted to blog each day and tell of my thoughts and experiences. I wanted to absorb the countryside and better understand Germany. I wanted to use Couchsurfing and get to know some people. And, although not a conscious goal at first but one that became increasingly important, I wanted to take the time to photograph things along the way that would entertain and inspire others. To tell a visual story of my trip and include everything that you, the reader of this blog, would want to see. To capture the imagination and let the viewer experience a bit of what I did, or if their imagination is healthy, perhaps even more.</div>
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These are a lot of goals, and they all take a bit of time. 100km a day isn't too much, but when you stop every 20 minutes, for 20 minutes, to take pictures, and take an extended lunch everyday to write in a blog, then 100km can take alllllllll day long. And it did.</div>
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There was a flock of sheep on a hill in Thüringen. Tending to the sheep was a shepherd in lederhosen with big, bushy black hair. I wanted to stop, take a picture. I wanted to talk to him. I wanted to interview him and share a bit of his life with you. Has he always been a shepherd? What's it like acting out an ancient career in a modern world? But I had to keep going. I didn't have any more time to stop. </div>
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At some point I'd like to do a bike trip where the deciding goal is not to ride a certain distance each day, but to search for the amazing things around us and photograph them. To tell the most complete story possible. And let the distance travelled be merely a byproduct of the search for adventure. </div>
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<b>A trade show full of space explorers</b><br>
The Eurobike is filled with space aged technology and colorful logos. The bicycles look like space ships. The style seems to vary between Marvin the Martian and Darth Vader. The clothes are covered in flashy logos and bright colors. The bikess are painted like warships from other planets. </div>
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All of this comes from a single culture; racing. Racing: where your shirt is a billboard. Where your bike is a spectacle. Where it's about who's looking at you, not what you are looking at. Where the one and only goal is being fast. Coming in first. </div>
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What if you have multiple goals? What if your success is measured by multiple factors, not just one? </div>
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Imagine a professional cyclist who stops in the middle of a race to whip out his cell phone and take a picture. What the hell are you doing? His manager would exclaim. I'm giving my fans a view from my perspective, so they can see what is like to be in a professional race! He would say. After all, I'm pretty far ahead, it doesn't really matter if I drop from 15th to 25th place. What matters is that my fans get a well rounded experience! </div>
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Now imagine someone doing a trip across the country. As you ride together, you see the most amazing waterfall with a rainbow. Hey, let's stop and appreciate this! You say. No way! He says. I need to keep up my time! Yesterday I finished in 6 hours and 35 min, Today I'm trying to cut that down to 6 hours and 20 min. </div>
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What a moron!<br>
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<b>10 hours of riding the bus... </b><br>
...seemed like an eternity, and yet 7 days of cycling flew by like no time at all. Why? Because the cycling was self gratifying. Every moment was both exercise, fresh air, adventure and meditation. The 7 days spent cycling were just that: 7 days of cycling. </div>
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Getting to the Eurobike was merely a byproduct of 7 days of cycling.</div>
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Comparing that to 10 hours of riding the bus. It seemed like an eternity. I hate riding the bus. There were no redeeming qualities to my bus ride back other than that it got me home. </div>
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So which took longer, getting there, or getting back? Getting back took 10 hours. Getting there.. Well, I outsourced getting there. I externalized the cost. Getting there took no time at all. By virtue of cycling for so many other reasons, by the time I left I was ALREADY THERE. <br>
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<b>Balance and the act of riding a bicycle</b><br>
To cycle you must have balance. Sometimes it requires better planning, not catering to impatience but rewarding foresight. Sometimes it is less comfortable, and constantly demands your performance and concentration. However, I firmly believe in a world where every action we undertake has multiple purposes. Where there is no such thing as a lost time or wasted resources. Where every investment we make is in itself gratifying, regardless of its success. Where our net productivity as people is enormously high, albeit not automatable.</div>
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This is all possible but not by running the race and competing. It is possible only by using balance.</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">.........</div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">Dearest reader, the above post was written nearly a year ago and never finished nor published. Had completely forgotten about this post. So now I tube it to you, in its raw and unfinished form. Enjoy! </div><div dir="ltr"><br></div><div dir="ltr">DVE</div>
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Nördlingen, the town that inspired Dr Seuss. Built in the days before the plumb bob. No, this is not lense distortion. That facade is truly crooked. And pink. Nördlingen is built in a nearly perfect circle. The town wall is still intact, as if to protect from the invading Normans, or Francs, or Huns, or whoever attacked this place back then. The "Altstadt" ie. historic district consists of nearly the entire town and is licked clean in every corner. I learned later that the town was built in a meteor crater which creates it's own weather system, making Nördlingen quite literally a sunny, round little paradise.</div>
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I stopped at a cafe to charge my phone and have some breakfast. They had a big shiny roasting machine and it smelled like something from my childhood. The staff were all mentally handicapped. A young guy with a crooked smile took my order very slowly. A girl with down's syndrome brought out my coffee and bagel and placed them from the tray to the table with such explicit care and concentration that I would have trusted her to handle nuclear fuel. </div>
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Another highlight: This big shiney brewing kettle at the center of Öttingen. Öttinger is a beer widely available in Germany. Not a Favorite; one of those beers you assume someone else must like. And yet it has supported this entire town for many generations.</div>
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These particularly colorful wildflowers. </div>
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Later realizing I had stashed a titanium spork in my stuff: being clever doesn't help if you forget how clever you are. </div>
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Nobody knows where Brennersgrün is. I can't remember either. But my day started with an epic downhill. 30 km of blissful, foggy, early morning downhill, through winding roads, past tiny villages of just a handful of houses. Vistas despite the fog, overlooking the countryside of mixed farms and forest, ending in a quaint castle town called Kronach.<br />
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It was at this time I started wondering if I could finish the trip. My knees have been a problem for a long time, preventing me from doing long cycling trips, racing etc. It's one of those problems I've never found a real solution for, never have come to terms with or accepted, and frequently just pretend doesn't exist. In fact, thinking I could do a trip like this was kind of unrealistic, but giving up on such trips alltogether seemed even less realistic. </div>
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What's the problem exactly? I don't know, but it has to do with tendons more than Cartilage, with muscles more than bones, is worse in my left than my right, and hurts like none other. Furthermore it's worse in the morning before I'm warm, and more bearable as the day goes on and my legs warm up. So despite the beauty of a 30km downhill, it wasn't the best for my knees. And not forgetting of course that riding a fixed gear downhill is not passive. </div>
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Take this out of context. This is dead guy nailed to a board. Now imagine riding through a countryside where every town has a fiberglass corpse hanging from a tree. Disturbing. <br />
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Nevertheless, beautiful. And it rained. The rain elegantly solved a simple dilemma I had at the start of the trip. My rain gear is heavy and large. I wasn't sure if was worth bringing. In the end, one day of light, refreshing rain was perfect to justify lugging it around. Thank you, god of rain.<br />
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Sometimes, while cycling, you reach a zone. A zone where your legs are warm, you are strong, and riding fast is merely a decision, like stepping on the gas. You tell your legs go! and you just take off. You can feel the power, it feels like it's coming from somewhere else. You can just ride really really fast. I had 20 km to go and went into warp speed. <br />
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Arriving in Nürnberg my host had already begun his Friday evening. I met him not at his home but a party around the corner. I was invited inside. There I stood in a top floor apartment full of young professionals. I hadn't showered in two days and had just rode 130km in the rain. I was dripping wet, sweaty, exhausted, stank of sweat and wanted desperately to fit in. <br />
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My host was named Temi. He was at least 6 ft tall and from Nigeria. Temi graciously introduced me to his friends, and poured me a drink. The party was the perfect mix of people who all knew just enough about eachother to open up and talk. I liked it, but felt awkward standing there in plastic pants and a puddle of my own rain. I then remembered the change of clothes, stashed safely at the bottom of my bag, for just this type of situation. As I changed clothes quickly in the bathroom, and emerged a young professional like the others, a sense of bliss overcame me. A tall African guy danced wildly with a short British girl. I struck up a conversation with an Irish guy who had lived in Pennsylvania and together we flirted with the Spanish girls. I joined a Russian girl (who lived the past years in China), in an impromptu dance lesson from another American. We cut rug.</div>
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As we all left to continue at a nightclub, I told Temi; my friend, I'm exhausted and need to sleep. Temi pressed his keys into my hand. My house is open, he said. Sleep in whichever bed you like. Eat anything you like. I call you when I come home, you let me in, Ok?<br />
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So first a long day (160km) then a short day (70km) and now a nearly exactly average day (95km) puts my average above 100km/day. Sweet!</div>
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But does a Thüringer bratwurst taste better in Thüringen? Damn right it does. I was determined to try this and asked at 5 consecutive towns until I found one with a bratwurst stand. The old lady Manning* the stand had clearly been doing it for a while: every truck that drove by honked and she waved. I told her I had cycled all the way from Berlin to have a Thüringer bratwurst in its natural habitat. She was unsurprised. She handed me the bun with a wurst sticking the wrong way out the sides**. It was delicious. </div>
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Afterwards I craved more, and returned to the order window. I asked what the other type of sausage was on the grill. A Currywurst! She said. So I'll have a Berliner Currywurst to compare to the Thüringer bratwurst! I ordered. </div>
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ITS A THÜRINGER CURRYWURST! She corrected. And that was my lesson for the day: not all Currywurst comes from Berlin. </div>
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She also later filled my water bottle from a plastic bucket of water sitting on the floor of the booth . It tasted like garden hose and was full of bread crumbs, but I drank it. I assume it was the same water used to fill the coffee machine. <br />
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The end of my day brought on an epic uphill, with nearly a vertical kilometer uninterrupted. The conclusion? I love climbing, but need more gears. I'm riding fixed 48-18 with 15 kilos of stuff: not a heavy load but on 12% uphill its hard on the knees. A 3-speed fixed for touring? That would be sweet. An uphill gear, a downhill gear, and a gear for the flats. What else do you need? A gear for riding upside down? Yet for some reason I'm skeptical of Sturmey Archer's quality...<br />
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Thüringen is pretty sweet! I frequently found myself daydreaming of the Red River Gorge Kentucky, my home, because the landscape is so similar. No more flat, boring, Brandenburg. Hello rolling hills and vistas! </div>
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There was even an (obviously) haunted hause, offset from the side of the road, 3 stories and symmetrical but for a large chimney on one side. There it had some conservative ornamental woodwork, slowly decaying, and every window was broken. The entire building was clad in mute grey slate tiles, the same as the slate comprising some of the cliffs in the area. Im sure it was an orphanage in the 19th century, and after the war an Institute where Russian doctors conducted experiments in resuming the dead. Ever since not a soul has dared to enter. But alas, the spirits also drained my battery and thus no photo. That one will have to remain left to the imagination. <br />
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At the top of the hill was an entire slate clad town. The tile work was quite intricate, with visages of local fauna Ornamenting doorways. Very monotone. Very intricate. Some were in perfect, new looking condition. Others were obandoned with large sections of slate missing to expose hand hewn, decaying wood. Clearly a tradition that spanned many generations. And then right smack in the middle, a hair salon.<br />
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I camped in the central park in a town of 25 houses and no stores, the name of which I already forgot. An elderly dog walking couple*** just laughed when I asked if it would be bothersome for me to do so.</div>
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*can and old lady man something? Wouldnt she be old ladying it?<br />
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So it should come as no surprise that this trip is not just for me to get some fresh air, but the bike itself was also inspiration to take a long tour. (bavarian people's funny accent would also have been a reason, had I known.)<br />
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The bike has as many plant based parts as I could find, and is set up quite nicely for randonneuring (ie. multi day road riding, light touring). The frame is an Ozon Rafa (same as is made in our 3-day workshop, tiger bamboo), with CB Italia Sanremo rims (maple), Velospring Pur grips (walnut) and a Contec front fender, mounted on the back (laminated bamboo). The rest of the parts are metal (eeeeeeew!) so obviously not worthy of mention.</div>
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THE FRAME<br />
The RAFA has a nicely relaxed ride position, good for long distances, with adequate foot-pannier clearance due to the 420mm chainstays. The lateral stiffness is good, despite weighing only 1.7 kilos, though for more than my minimal amount of stuff a larger bamboo would be necessary. I don't need to plug our frames, everybody already knows that the're amazing, but this thing really does ride SUPER SMOOTH, which also launches us into our next topic;</div>
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THE WHEELS<br />
I admit, until now I was a tubular tire virgin. The Sanremos from CB Italia are, and have been for almost 70 years, only available for tubular tires, so thank jebus Conti tubular Gatorskins are easy to find. I definitely don't feel like getting a flat any time soon.<br />
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Heres the thing. Sometimes technology reaches a pinnacle, which is unfortunately coupled with a significant drawback, and due to demand and marketing the product with this technological pinnacle+drawback gets left behind, forgotten in favor of a better balanced product that has neither drawback nor pinnacle. Like cashmere. Anyone who has had a cashmere cycling jersey will never be satisfeid with anything synthetic ever again. It is superlight, supercomfy, never stinky, warm when wet, and lasts for years and years and years... Until that one, sad sad day when your cashmere ends up going through the washing machine and comes out looking like it was made for a newborn baby. The owner, in his anguish, will replace his cashmere with a much more affordable synthetic, so that he <u>must</u> never again experience such pain nor joy.<br />
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11 bar tubulars and wooden rims: another such story. omg these ride sweet. 11 bar (actually they go to 12) means obviously, SUPER FAST, yet the sweet, suppleness of the wood rims also means SUPER SMOOTH. I have never, ever, had such amazing ride quality. I'm sure nowadays there are some metal-clincher combos that come close, but don't forget, I'm riding on technology from 1948. Can I say that again? These wheels have been the same since your great grandfather was competitive. And the ride quality exceeds most options on the market today. THAT'S AMAZING. Obviously though, I'm just keeping my fingers crossed that I don't get a flat.<br />
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A bit of foreshadowing, we're working together with CB Italia on a wood+composite rim that should combine the benefits of wood and eliminate the drawbacks. More on that to come...<br />
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THE GRIPS<br />
I met the guys from Velospring at the Velo Berlin. They sent me some grips to test, and heres the deal. These things have the most beautiful and comfortable shape of any ergo grips I've tried so far. They are truly beautiful and comfortable.<br />
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Wood also has particular properties when it comes to sweat. While rubber or synthetic feels grippy at first, but gets slimy and slippery as soon as your palms sweat a bit, wood is the exact opposite. At first they feel super smooth, perhaps too smooth, but as soon as some moisture appears the pores of the wood open up, absorbing the menacing humidity and the grips become grippier. Not bad!</div>
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In my opinion the Velospring products have one downside; the mounting mechanism. They have a funky elastomer mechanism that uses friction to attach to the inside of your handlebar. This limits the available handlebar options (since the inside diameter is critical) and is kind of a pain to install. Once they're on there though, they're nice and secure and give a perfectly clean outside surface, with no clamp or rows of screws. Velospring derives its name from their sister product, the "Comfort" model, which has a torsion spring inside the handlebar allowing the grips to rotate and absorb vibration. Super comfy, but only for those who like a wide handlebar, since the spring takes so much space inside the handlebar that the smallest possible width is still darn wide.<br />
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The "Pur" model, that I used, has no torsion spring and allows for a short handlebar. They still spring a bit though due to the compressed elastomer holding them to the handlebar. So in the end: awesome product, but let an expert install them!<br />
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It hasn't rained yet, so I don't have much to say about the fender. I'll be honest too, I'd rather have a set of wooden fenders with compound curvature (bent in both directions), since they both deflect water better, and fit better inside caliper brakes. I was prevented from using the flat, wide Contec fender set correctly (had to put the front one on the back and leave the back one at home) since they didn't fit through my brakes.<br />
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So to wrap it up, this bike is awesome! I just hope my knees stand up to the hills down here. I think maybe I'm old enough now for a multispeed hub, right? Next time I'll have a granny gear.<br />
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Finally some hills! And tiny ancient towns with nothing but a Gasthaus and a winery! I'll let the photos speak for themselves...<br />
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So my first official day of the trip! (Yesterday counted as day 0). I started off the day at an old german Fleischerei with a breakfast of fried potatoes and a beef patty. (Germans find it strange that Americans eat beef patties on bread with lettuce and tomato)There were a lot of bike paths along the way, some cows, some windmills.</div>
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Theres a stark contrast between the fantasy of a vacation and the reality. When you plan for a vacation, you imagine the freedom, the fresh air, the challenge. You imagine the shift in perspective, the subconscious benefits, the positive psychological impact.</div>
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And while all of those things are true. And all of them present. The fact remains: sitting on a bike and pedaling for 10 hours through countryside that seems to never change... It gets... Kind of... Boring.</div>
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So perhaps this is my lack of Zen or a short attention span. But regardless, I happened to have this amazing machine with me. With a little solar panel. The machine allowed me to access the communal consciousness of mankind, and the solar panel ensured that my battery lasted until the evening. So the fact is, yesterday I listened to ever episode of NPR's '"TED radio hour" (ted talks, adapted for radio) and Every Radiolab podcast available on the NPR website, all streaming, while I rode. And despite being rather anti-zen and catering to a short attention span, it was... Kind of... Amazing.</div>
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Then I ran across a huge herd. My solar panel's family. And I thought, "if you love it, let it go". So I set my panel on the ground and encouraged to to run off with its larger cousins. It did nothing. I reluctantly placed it back on my shoulder and kept riding, later realizing the a small polycrystalline panel clearly would not feel the instinctive connection that I expected with a herd of thin films.</div>
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I arrived in misfortunately named Bitterfeld ( they could have named it "nastyplatz" or " ickyville") and was the only patron of an indian- or Italian restaurant- the only place open- and had a rather OK veggie pizza with an indian appetizer. The waitress also worked at the club across the street and talked so fast I could barely understand what she said. My mother wrote me an email, reminding me it was my birthday, so I sat there, it this multinational restaurant reading the story of my birth. Allow me to share a snippet of this...</div>
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"<i>JUST as Dr. Johnson walked into the room, my baby came shooting out, and she caught it -- with her purse still on her shoulder! She calmly said, “Judy, it’s a boy!” Exasperated, I said the strangest thing in reply, “I wish I could be happier about it!” People laughed as they probably thought I wanted a girl. However, I was referring to the way it had all unfolded -- that I was rushed into this predicament with no midwives, no shoes and NO composure! As a trained dancer, this did NOT settle well with my picture of who I was or what I had rehearsed! </i></div>
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<i>But they laid my black-haired baby boy down against my chest and he let me know from the instant he touched my skin and looked into my eyes, that life was about to be full of unexpected outcomes, and I should be willing to ride those waves with a sense of humor and openness to the wonder of the unknown. That day, August xx, 19xx, Daniel Vogel-Essex began his first of many lessons for me, his Mom, his student, his greatest ally and loudest fan. </i></div>
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<i> Daniel, I love you! Happy Birthday!!! </i></div>
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<i>Yo Momma!"</i></div>
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Is that not awesome? I love you mom!</div>
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So heres a thought... Women notoriously remember birthdays. Men forget even their own. Lets not forget that a birthday is not just the day that a person was born, it'salso the day that a woman GAVE BIRTH, which is clearly a big deal (guys, this could be equated with getting the restored engine of your rebuilt motorcycle to BRUMM to life for the first time). So the next time a woman reminds you of someone's birthday, don't forget, that's also the day a woman went into labor and gave birth. That's a big deal!!!</div>
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Stick with this Dan. You live in the saddle. This is your home.</div>
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Nearly 25 Kilometers complete. Only 775 more to go. </div>
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Slight uphill grade. Minimal tailwind. Road conditions imperfect. 27% chance of rain. Don't let these facts get you down.</div>
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daniel.vogelessex@gmail.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10748181001181456837noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-76284602363541954262014-08-19T15:45:00.001-07:002014-08-20T02:01:29.878-07:00Like looking at my underwear<p dir="ltr">http://www.komoot.de/tour/t3555066?ref=atd</p>
<p dir="ltr">This is great.  This app,  komoot,  records my position over time and displays it on a map for all to see. As a veteran* bicycle courier I've always taken great pride in keeping secret how ass backward I end up getting places. Now this bit of privacy is gone. Now everyone can see every stupid wrong turn I make, every time wasting back track. Every roundabout route. </p>
<p dir="ltr">So as the link shows,  I made it from Berlin to Berlin and then stopped the app by accident. But for the record,  I made it to a wonderful couple's house south of potsdam and am surfing their couch. They have somewhere between 5-7 children and numerous semi -permanent guests. We had chocolate and tea and talked about everything under the sun. So far, so good! </p>
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<p dir="ltr">*"veteran" just meaning that I quit doing it. Not that I was ever very good at it. </p>
daniel.vogelessex@gmail.comhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10748181001181456837noreply@blogger.com0Geltow, Geltow52.36323 12.977299tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-58236038579393269552014-08-19T03:46:00.001-07:002014-08-19T14:53:28.384-07:00Ab! To Friedrichshagen! (Or Friedrichshafen**)<p dir="ltr">Dear Reader,<br>
Today is the day. Ill start on a journey I've been planning for years, though at the time I didn't know where it would take me.</p>
<p dir="ltr">It may seem like a mere bike tour, with saddle bags, fenders, and even a solar panel. But in fact it's more than that. This bike tour is a pilgrimage. The result of life throwing certain things my way. The result of many factors coming together and presenting one route, one option. The conclusion based on a pragmatic analysis of data that NOW is the time. There is no reason not to. It might even be the last chance I get.</p>
<p dir="ltr">When I was a kid I heard a story of a guy who took a trip around the world. He was a scientist or something stable with little vacation time. He had a girlfriend and a house and a dog. Then everything happened all at once. He lost his job. His girlfriend broke up with him, taking the house and the dog. He was left with nothing but time, freedom, and a bit of money in the bank.</p>
<p dir="ltr">So he left and traveled all around the world. Partially, he said, because he didn't know what else to do. But mostly, he said, because he realized that it might be the last time in his life he would have the opportunity, without a job, without a house, without a family, to take so much time to travel. His only regret, he said, was not having the companionship of his dog.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Well my situation isnt nearly so extreme. But some things did happen in my life, and I did find myself, suddenly, with some extra time. And* the Eurobike is happening next weekend in Friedrichshafen (-hagen?), and I just couldn't justify anything other than to ride for a week from Northern to Southern Germany, landing at Eurobike. I might even ride back.</p>
<p dir="ltr">And while I'm at it, why not do it on an 80% plant-based bicycle and blog the whole way? So here goes! Off to Friedrichsha(f/g)en! </p>
<p dir="ltr">Dan</p>
<p dir="ltr">*I know you can't start sentences with "and" or "but". But I hate that rule.<br>
** my gps knows which one it is.</p>
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At Ozon we do a good bit of Facebook posting, Newsletter writing, and lots and lots of bamboo bike building. One thing we've neglected though, from the very beginning, is this blog.</p>
<p dir="ltr">So I, Dan, have decided to take this opportunity to commandeer our blog. I will start writing about my personal experiences at Ozon, running a small and unusual business, working together with talented and creative colleages, and above all, building Bamboo bike frames.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I will write honestly. I will tell the truth, and tell a story. It won't be advertising. It won't all be pretty. It won't be what my lawyer or publicist * think I should say. It will just be the way I see things, or the way they are. And hopefully it will help someone, someday**. </p>
<p dir="ltr">So dearest readers, here 'goes. The first thing that will happen is a bike trip across Germany. </p>
<p dir="ltr">Dan</p>
<p dir="ltr">*I don't actually have a publicist.<br>
**unless that someone is in a lawsuit against us, in which case I hope what I say does not help them.</p>
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<span style="color: black;">Schaut her liebe Leute! Seit mehreren Wochen bieten wir nun an jedem Wochenende Workshops an! Die ersten Fahrräder sind inzwischen fertig und rasen durch Berlins Straßen. Falls Ihr Lust bekommt, Euch selber einen Rahmen zu bauen, meldet Euch! Es sind noch Plätze frei!</span></div>
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<br />stefanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10245572111782143673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-72288568575287801422013-03-06T22:53:00.001-08:002013-03-06T23:07:26.184-08:00Stand sneak peek...<p>If you can come to the Berliner Fahrradschau this weekend, we definitely recommend it! http://berlinerfahrradschau.de/view.php</p>
<p> Heres a sneak peek at what our stand will look like... </p>
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Draußen war es bereits extrem kalt, als ich meinen Workshop bei den Jungs von OZON
Cyclery in Berlin anfing, um mir mein eigenes Bambusfahrrad zu bauen. Eigentlich
komisch, sich im Winter ein Rennrad bauen zu wollen, aber der Plan war es, im Sommer
ein fertiges Rad in der Bude zu haben.
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Ich hatte ein Treffen im Atelier organisiert und traf mich mit Stefan in der
Kaskelstraße 55. Der erste Eindruck war grandios: Hier wird noch richtig getüftelt,
außerdem war es hier warm. In der ganzen Werkstatt roch es extrem nach Bambus- ein unfassbar angenehmer Geruch!
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Stefan erklärte mir flott und sicher die einzelnen Schritte, die mich am Ende zu einem
fertigen, fahrbereiten Bambusfahrrad führen sollten:<br />
Der Anfang war erstmal ganz simpel: Ich sollte mir eine Bambusart aussuchen, die mir
gefällt. Die Auswahl im Atelier ist enorm: Es gibt dicke, dünne, helle und dunkle
Bambusrohre.
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Danach musste ich die ausgesuchten Rohre mit Hilfe der speziellen Rahmenlehre der
Länge nach zersägen und anpassen. Im Prinzip ganz einfach. Die Rahmengeometrie
hatten Stefan und Dan bereits für mich ausgetüftelt und ich musste nur noch nach
Schablone arbeiten. Langsam aber sicher verschwand die Angst, die ganze Angelegenheit
völlig zu vermasseln und ich fühlte mich mehr und mehr vertraut mit Material und
Werkzeug. Ha!
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Ich kann hier natürlich nicht auf jedes kleine Detail beim Bauen eingehen und
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica'; font-size: 12.000000pt;">Man gewöhnt sich mit der Zeit an die Materialien und Werkzeuge. Man sieht förmlich, wie
das Fahrrad wächst. Schon nach dem ersten Arbeitstag konnte ich es nicht mehr abwarten
das Fahrrad endlich fertig zu bauen. Gerade dann, wenn man alle Bambusrohre
zusammen in die Rahmenlehre hängt ist die innere Feierei groß!
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sehr gut die Entwicklung der endgültigen Form... Die graue Oberfläche kann dann nach
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Wochenende seiner Wahl ein, um dann an seinem Fahrrad weiter zu arbeiten. Da die
Werkstatt relativ geräumig aufgebaut ist, haben immer mehrere Fahrradbauer gleichzeitig
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zu haben und zu fahren ist ja schon wirklich eine feine Sache, aber ein Rad, dass du dir
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Lukas!<br />
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Dirk!<br />
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<br />stefanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10245572111782143673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-3296505566266938042012-11-06T14:28:00.000-08:002012-11-06T14:28:11.022-08:00Ja, wir machen Workshops!In diesem Monat haben wir bereits acht Teilnehmer. Das bedeutet, es wird bald acht (!!!) neue Räder aus der OZON Schmiede geben!<br />
Es gibt noch Kapazitäten im Dezember- also jetzt anfragen, um noch rechtzeitig das Weihnachtsgeschenk fertig zu bekommen.<br />
http://ozoncyclery.com/contact.html <br />
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...übrigens haben wir eine Lackierkammer.<br />
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<br />stefanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10245572111782143673noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8355803160709725493.post-56311522867882317212012-09-22T01:42:00.001-07:002012-09-22T01:45:41.781-07:00Tweet...repeat!<div><p>And by bus you mean bike... #hauptsraße #schöneberg http://t.co/MfvSdNZC -- daniel vogel-essex (@danevilness)</p>
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