The toughest day in her entrepreneurial journey – inspired by the large number of travelers passing through the numerous police roadblocks she manned in and around Kariba, Zimbabwe – is the day Patricia Mazvidza’s guest lodge opened its doors.
A veteran of Zimbabwe’s liberation war, Mazvidza shrugged off the comfort of government employment as a police officer. She had risen to the commissioned rank of inspector and later on to superintendent.
“The idea to start a guest lodge initially came in 2002 while I was working at the roadblocks as a police officer here in Kariba,” says Mazvidza at her business, Dzimbabwe Lodge, in Kariba. “Most of the cars you would stop at the police roadblocks were carrying tourists and other travelers to Kariba.”
She always wondered where these people would sleep and if they were comfortable during their visit.
Roadblocks are a topical issue in Zimbabwe, but the police deny that it sets targets for each team manning the numerous blockades in Harare. On the day of the interview with Mazvidza, there were nine police roadblocks between Harare and Kariba.
At each roadblock, police officers flag you down, ask for your driver’s licence and check for front and back reflectors, vehicle licence and ask you to open your trunk to check the spare wheel, breakdown triangles and serviceable fire extinguisher.
If you don’t have any of the required equipment, they book you and ask you to pay on-the-spot fines, which range between $10 and $20. If you don’t pay the fine, your vehicle is impounded.
In addition to burning a hole in tourists’ pockets, the roadblocks are hurting Mazvidza’s business. She thinks they deter tourists from traveling to Zimbabwe. She tells FORBES AFRICA that the roadblocks are being handled differently to when she was a police officer.
“When we did our training for law and policing, we were always told and we always observed the importance of warning – you don’t just rush to book and fine just for the sake of collecting a fine,” she says.
Apart from the guest lodge, which has 16 rooms and which is in the process of expanding to 35 rooms, Mazvidza also runs a thriving petrol and diesel filling station under a franchise agreement with Zuva Petroleum.
At the filling station, which opened in 2014, and where profit margins are 6 cents per liter, Mazvidza has opened the Zuva Restaurant and is working on adding a vehicle servicing station.
“I saw that if I put all my eggs in one basket, you will be left with nothing if the basket breaks up. We did not have the experience to run a fueling station and at first I hesitated but it is doing fairly well, but you have to supplement it with other businesses such as the restaurant and servicing garage that we are setting up,” she says.
Mazvidza’s husband is a civil engineer working for the Zambezi River Authority which oversees the Lake Kariba. He encouraged her to soldier on with the business and he also did the design for the guest lodge.
“My best day in the office is actually the day we started the guest lodge business. I was hesitant and thinking ‘what if people do not come and it becomes idle’. Yet, when we opened doors in 2002, there was so much demand and now we are not afraid of even the big lodges and hotels here in Kariba because I believe in the services we offer and the smartness and relaxed nature of our services,” she said
She has no worst day in her entrepreneurial journey but she wishes she had started the hospitality business earlier. The guest lodge – which has presidential, executive, family and single rooms – is complemented by two boathouses on Lake Kariba.
Her business is a world away from where the 53-year-old Mazvidza started. She was born in Mutoko, in eastern Zimbabwe, and crossed over into Mozambique for liberation war training while she was still in primary school. She returned to Zimbabwe in 1980 and later enrolled for the police force.
“I joined the police force in 1983 after undergoing police training at Tomlinson Depot in Harare and was stationed at Mbizo in Kwekwe. I was then posted to Kariba in 1989 which saw me promoted from constable to sergeant and then to inspector in 2000,” says Mazvidza.
“I was then further promoted, in 2002, to the rank of superintendent. We had bought a piece of land here in Kariba and we thought of using it as a guest lodge after carefully thinking about the potential opportunities in the hospitality industry here.”
If starting her business was tough; deciding to retire from the police force was more difficult.
“I retired on October 21, 2002 after making one of the toughest decisions of my life. But I had to decide after considering that if you run your own business full time, it is always better. Frankly speaking, I never thought I would be able to run a business as I always thought it was good just to be employed but today I now know that it can be done because I have done it.”
It was one of many tough decisions along a hard road but Mazvidza is not looking back.

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No Roadblock Can Stop This Business

It’s a busy Thursday morning in South Africa’s famous Vilakazi Street, in Orlando West, in Soweto with tourists roaming about. This street was not only home to two Nobel Peace Prize winners, Nelson Mandela and Archbishop Desmond Tutu, but also legendary musician Sipho ‘Hotstix’ Mabuse.
On this day, at a wine bar, Mabuse leans on the table to make his point. He feels up-and-coming musicians should be wary of exploitation.
“If one is not stable then you lose your mind and values. When you’re young, starry-eyed and ignorant you get so exploited by promoters, record companies; everyone takes advantage of your naiveties. If you don’t have resilience you end up an alcoholic or a drug addict just to numb the pain of what the industry can inflict,” he says.
Mabuse started playing the drums at the age of eight, an instrument that he would master so well that a fellow band member, Condry Ziqubu, gave him the nickname ‘Hotstix’.
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His journey began 50 years ago, when he formed a band, The Beaters, at high school in Soweto.
“We were adored by the media and everyone. The Beaters became popular among the students in universities and high schools. We toured to neighboring countries like Botswana, Lesotho and Namibia.”
In the 1970s, they visited Zimbabwe as an Afro-funk group and named themselves in honor of the future name of the capital city.
“Zimbabwe was known as Rhodesia back then; we were influenced by the grounds of black consciousness. We were conscious of our surroundings and interacting with the struggle itself. It was imperative for us to change the name to Harari.”
In 1982, the band split. A devastating moment for Mabuse. He likened the split to a beautiful marriage that suddenly crumbles.
“I had put so much energy, love and commitment in the band. I felt like all my efforts were in vain.”
Mabuse launched his solo career and produced the hits Jive Soweto, Rise and Set Me Free. His funky township disco-jive jam, Burnout sold 500,000 records.
“A band member passed away while we were in Harare. Before his death, I made a promise to him that because he made fire when the cold wind was blowing I’ll keep the fire burning. One of the things I did was to go to studio and record a song Set Me Free. I don’t know if it was somewhat a paradox that was I refereeing to the split itself or allowing myself to go solo,” he says.
Staying on top is hard.
“To stay relevant, one has to be inventive. My music evolves with my age. I performed at some event recently and I was amazed at the response. When I started playing, the response was just overwhelming. I get goosebumps because I didn’t imagine that people would still remember the music I did 40 years ago. After I performed they kept asking for more,” says Mabuse.
“Music has provided me with things that I never imagined I could have. I managed to build homes, raise my children, and travel the world. If it wasn’t for music I wouldn’t have had the privilege of meeting the late Nelson Mandela or Bill Clinton.”
All of this didn’t come easy. For black musicians under apartheid, performing was a struggle.
“It was difficult to make music freely. I remember we were performing with Percy Sledge, an American artist. Black musicians were curtain-raisers and we couldn’t play in certain white venues so that white people could not see us. If we were found in town after 12AM, we had to state why we were there. If we say we’re a band, they’d ask what is a band? For them, black musicians were nothing but vagrants.”
With fluctuating royalties, Mabuse says it’s difficult to save money.
“The music industry is fickle. We don’t get jobs that continuously pay us. It’s important for us when we get money to plan around it but we cannot have a saving plan. Sometimes musicians stay for two to three years without getting royalties.”
According to the 66-year-old Mabuse, a retirement annuity is a must.
“People don’t understand how important it is. If I knew what I know now about money 40 years ago, I probably would have been a billionaire.”
Mabuse and his band members dropped out of school in Grade 11, for music. He says fame made them lose focus.
“In high school we dropped out without realizing it. The pressure was too much, so was the music, the money and women,” he says.
In 2012, at the age of 60, Mabuse joined an adult basic education training program at a school in Klipspruit, Soweto, to get his matric.
“Now that I’m older and wiser I know that education is powerful. I am grateful that I was able to get education, otherwise I would not be getting royalties because I wouldn’t have the knowledge of what music means in terms of financial and economic gains. I still get royalties for all the music I released,” he says.
He recently produced a documentary about his song Jive Soweto for the BBC. He also plans to study anthropology at a university away from home.
For musicians, maybe it’s better to remember his parting words rather than his songs.
“If they do not have expertise, it’s better to invest with those that have expertise. First of all, find a good lawyer, manager and pay them. If you don’t have money, get them into some kind of a deal because then you will be protecting yourself for a lifetime. Stay focused and don’t believe the hype.”
Maybe young musicians should print out these words and put them on the wall.

Don’t be Starry-Eyed And Ignorant

Accra’s central business district, located at Ring Road, is popular with start-ups because everyone walks past it, from tourists to townsfolk. This doesn’t count for much if Ghana’s economy continues to stumble.
Felix Oppong runs a small printing business in this bustling area. He has a staff of five who serve around 10 companies, mainly from the telecommunications and financial sectors.
The company prints posters, fliers, banners and office documents. In the past year, Oppong has lost two of his biggest clients, telecoms giant, MTN, and Fidelity Bank, due to power cuts, known here as dumsor. He has also had to increase his prices to break even.
“Our business has really taken a hit, the dumsor situation right now means we cannot service a lot of the orders we get from clients. We are relying on the generator every day to make sure we can meet demands and the cost of petrol is very high as well,” says Oppong.
“We cannot continue running the business like this. Our clients are complaining about the increase in prices and I had to sack three staff, there have been at least two petrol shortages last year which meant we had to close our business for a week and that is when we lost MTN.”
Ahead of elections on November 7, the Ghanaian economy is facing several challenges. Once a shining light of economic prosperity, the country, according to the International Monetary Fund (IMF), is now experiencing a decline in growth from 8% in 2012 to 3.5% in 2015. The current woes are largely due to the protracted energy dilemma and what many industry experts believe to be poor macro-economic management.
With elections coming, a restrictive IMF program has been implemented to prevent previous bouts of excessive spending. The organization has disbursed a third installment of $116 million, which amount to a total of $900 million over three years, to aid economic recovery in the West African country. Consequently, Consumer Price Index (CPI) inflation is forecast to rise to 8.7% in 2016, up from 8.3% in 2015.
Franklin Cudjoe, the Founder and CEO of IMANI Center for Policy and Education, a leading think-tank in Ghana, says the plight of the Ghanaian economy is not specific to one sector.
“I would say all the industries in the country are having some challenges, all emanating from production costs that have gone high over the last couple of years. One of the sources of the high production cost for almost all the industries is because of the energy challenge that we have,” he says.
“If you take it on a per capita basis, the cost of energy, for instance, has tripled over the past few years alone and that significantly affects the budget for food. The disposable income for the household has significantly been reduced. The Ghanaian economy has also suffered from the global shocks because most of our products depend on them and there has been plummeting oil prices. Cocoa production also hasn’t quite matched this, not to mention a decline in gold as well.”
Cudjoe says the country’s woes are also self-inflicted. Ghana is borrowing more money but, according to some experts, these funds are not utilized well. The currency, according to Reuters estimates, has plummeted by around 20%, with a corresponding total external debt of $24.3 billion in 2015.
“Austerity measures being used at the moment are all fiscal and based on levying tax on everything. The government has incurred so much debt and the only way it can service those debts is to increase taxes. There is no sensible government that will be seen introducing taxes in an election year, but it seems the only way the economy can sustain itself… because, quite frankly, the coffers are empty,” says Cudjoe.
Nigeria’s fiscal challenges have also led to the country banning some imports, which significantly affected Ghana’s agricultural sector. Farming contributes around 19.9% to the economy, according to the Ghana Statistical Service (GSS).
“This also has a way of affecting our balances. It is similar to 2005 where Nigeria banned close to 93 products from Ghana and I think we are seeing echoes of that sentiment again. I don’t think it is right to erect barriers, especially with both countries belonging to the Economic Community of West African States (ECOWAS) which is supposed to lead to deeper economic integration,” says Cudjoe.
He, however, believes that the services sector, together with technology, will drive growth in Ghana. According to GSS figures, the sector contributes a whopping 50.2% to the economy.
“Ghana at the moment is doing $900 million a month, that is 24 million transactions, in mobile money. Ninety nine percent of these transactions are peer to peer, which simply means one takes and transfers money to the other. We are so far away from creating a cash-lite economy in Ghana, which is what mobile money is supposed to do. So we sat down and looked at how to create a platform that enables us to use the mobile money for retail payments. Zeepay’s idea is to be able to move from predominantly peer-to-peer transactions into retail payments as well,” says Andrew Takyi-Appiah, Co-founder of Zeepay, a mobile payments company.
He has, so far, invested just over $500,000 in his new venture and is hoping the growth in the Ghanaian services sector will help boost his mobile app service. Takyi-Appiah’s major challenge in scaling his business is the lack of funds. Financial institutions, who are traditionally apprehensive about lending to start-ups, have taken an even tougher approach to mitigate risk against bad debts. The government, however, has set up the Ghana Infrastructure Investment Fund (GIIF), to provide resources and attract investment. But Cudjoe says the approach of the government in implementing this leaves little to be desired.
“I know for a fact that the Ghana infrastructure fund that is being set up is being funded by the country’s oil money as seed capital, instead of using private funding from abroad. You ask yourself if this is the most prudent way of utilizing resources in an austere economy. I don’t really believe that austerity measures are the [solution] but I think the way we are going about it is to use the tax to solve it, and I think taxation is the last measure you want to resort to in a time like this,” he says.
As voters prepare to make their mark, the Ghanaian economy is on shaky ground. Business in the country is still firmly in the grips of the energy crisis, which has reduced output from the manufacturing and agricultural sectors, while increasing production costs.
The recent growth in the economy has achieved certain goals – such as reducing poverty – but ballooning costs and debt has left many wondering if Ghana’s progress is about to be stunted.

The Coffers Are Empty

It is fitting that young entrepreneur Bheki Dube makes his money out of travelers. He has been on the move all his life. He spent years skateboarding and taking photographs in Johannesburg and Durban. It was on these rides that the backpacking idea was born two years ago.
Back then Dube, a Troyeville resident, in the east of Johannesburg, was a walking tour guide at the Maboneng Precinct, the trendy art and tourism hub of Johannesburg.
“During that period I worked really odd jobs like skate shops as a salesperson and as a cashier. Learning at a young age to cash-up, to manage stock, those are the qualities that I carry out today. I also worked at the Spaza Art Gallery and that exposed me to a lot of artists. I also worked at a call center for a month and I hated it, but I learned so much from it, I was calling people in homelands trying to sell cellphones. Those were skills and qualities that became significant,” he says.
In Maboneng, he met a German tourist who liked what he was doing and advised him to explore.
Soon after this encounter, Dube packed his camera and went backpacking for a week in Durban hostels. Fate led Dube to another German tourist who happened to be a judge and had been touring the world for 35 years. Dube said his acquaintance spoke passionately about Africa’s beauty and opportunities. In his dormitory, Dube met another traveler in the travel and export industry who had been there for over a year because she preferred backpacking to hotels.
Back in Johannesburg, Dube looked to build onto the walking tours. It was the brainchild of Dube and his partner Greg Solik, a businessman he met at Maboneng while they were trying to figure out the next big project. These tours became the foundation of their company, Curiocity Backpackers.
“It was a concept that encouraged people to discover Johannesburg because it was seen as a no go area, especially around our Jeppestown. So walking through the streets of Johannesburg and breaking away from the norms of tourist in buses and engaging with the space like the locals do,” Dube says.
On his return, Dube also met Jonathan Liebmann, the developer of the Maboneng Precinct. The two knew each other from Dube’s old job where he was a general worker at the independent cinema, The Bioscope. Dube sold tickets, set up the projector and swept floors. Liebmann had also been on Dube’s walking tours.
“I met him at the Bioscope while I was working there, Liebmann came in for a drink and one of the first things I said to him was ‘when I am your age, I wanna be greater than you’. He looked at me and laughed,” says Dube as he recalls their first meeting in 2012.
Dube sold his idea of backpacking to Liebmann. That was the birth of a business partnership and mentorship.
It didn’t take much convincing. Liebmann was a traveler himself and he immediately liked the idea of accommodation. So Curiocity Backpackers was formed and Liebmann helped to buy the property.
In early 2012, Dube found a derelict building owned by company called Pacific Press, in Jeppestown, Johannesburg. The premises had a political past, it used to be a place where pamphlets were printed for the Black Sash – a white liberal human rights organization.  It was also a hideout for political activists such as Nelson Mandela, Joe Slovo and Tokyo Sexwale.
Today, Curiocity Backpackers has grown to accommodate over 100 people per day and there are plans to expand to more luxurious and private sections.
“We have a guest by the name of Dwight who is from the USA. He has now invested in property in Maboneng and he was here about a year ago, stayed with us, fell in love with the space, fell in love with the lifestyle, fell in love with the culture,” says Dube
Almost half of Curiocity’s customers are international visitors, mostly from Germany, the Netherlands, Finland, Austria, and Sweden. It has also seen a rise in people from South America and Australia. But there are fewer domestic travelers – at just 25% they are mainly students and rugby fans heading for nearby Ellis Park Stadium.
The notion that Jeppestown is crime-ridden has negatively impacted their bookings, says Dube.
Still they come to meet people and sleep soundly in the heart of the city.

A Skateboard  To Success

There is a difference between travellers  and tourists; a difference between a trip and journey.
If you fall into the latter category in both instances, then perhaps a jaunt to Jambiani in Zanzibar is worth considering. In three-and-a-half hours, direct bi-weekly flights (if traveling out of Johannesburg in South Africa to Zanzibar) transport the intrepid and the intrigued to another world distinctly different from the metropolis you have left behind. From the shopping malls and high rises of the city of gold heading northeast to six degrees south of the equator and, to some extent, back in time, you arrive in the spice islands of Zanzibar.
For most, the first impressions are that of the old-world Stone Town, a UNESCO World heritage site in Zanzibar city, where one loses oneself in excitingly-confusing narrow streets filled with vendors bent on selling you everything from cashew nuts and badly-recorded CDs of local music to local art and craft (the best of these being the wood works). You will find no malls here, no fast food franchises and very little to remind that you are actually in the 21st century. You become aware that almost every structure is made of coral stone featuring elaborate wooden doors, for which Zanzibar is particularly famous, guarding mysterious and rich cultural heritage within the walls.
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It is now time to head east, crossing the island, toward Jambiani where the melting pot of Arabic, British, Persian, Portuguese and other previous colonial influences give way to real rural Africa. Within an hour ($50 by road in a sedan), you arrive in Jambiani, the village that snakes its way for 10 kilometers up the southeast coast of the island. Leaving the only tar road and arriving in the village via bumpy dirt roads laden with goats and chickens, you are struck by two things. First, the mesmerizing colors of the ocean lightly covering the immense sandbar and, second, the village itself, which is beyond modest and a stark reminder of the fact you are now in one of the poorest parts of the planet.
This can be disconcerting at first, until you notice the smiles, the almost euphoric shouts of jambo (hello) from the children and the genuinely-welcoming demeanor of the people. Jambiani is different from other parts of Zanzibar in that virtually all the hotels are owned by locals, and where there are foreign-run properties, these are almost always in association with the natives either as landlords or equal partners. It is the latter that’s most appealing for travelers looking to support the local community but wanting a level of service and facilities that may be not be present in purely local accommodations.
The three-star Coral Rock Hotel here is roughly $100 per night, and offers the facilities (like Wi-Fi) and services one expects. It’s sandwiched between the ever-changing tides and colors of the Indian Ocean on the one side and the quaint working village of Jambiani on the other.
Whilst the villagers work the beach, ocean and sandbar, you will most likely be spending your time sunbathing, exploring, snorkeling, diving, kitesurfing, kayaking or eating fresh seafood and fruits. The food is enjoyable and the atmosphere relaxing whilst the climate seems to constantly stay sunny and between 28-32 degrees Celsius.
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No need for high heels and formal attire, they are wasted here. Just remember to cover up the bikinis whilst walking in the village or when walking past a mosque. The prime activity and raison d’etre is relaxation. A week here seems like the antidote to the fast-paced rat race in the city. It’s a place where you feel safe and can get away from it all.

Far From The Madding Rats

When an elephant charges, all you can do is pray and try and get out of its way; especially when you are stuck in a two-man canoe riding the powerful current on the Zambezi River.
It is a far cry from sipping a pina colada on a deckchair under a tree. It’s the last thing you would expect, but staring into the eyes of a two-ton beast that is only 10 meters away from you, will change the way you look at the world. This is the Lower Zambezi National Park, in Zambia, where the idea of a good time is getting as close as you can to nature without being trampled.
Most tourists would find Zambia difficult to point out on the map. It’s quite easy to overlook. It is hemmed in by Africa’s best known wildlife tourist destinations: Botswana; Mozambique; the Democratic Republic of Congo; Malawi; Tanzania and Zimbabwe. Up until 1991, the country was a socialist state, which prized copper over tourism. Now, the country has flung open its doors and is hoping to double tourism from 300,000 to 600,000 visits by 2015 and increase GDP from 2% to 7%, in line with Zimbabwe. It is arguably the freest economy in sub-Saharan Africa.
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What it means is more people are likely to be drawn to the thundering Victoria Falls, millions of fruit bats migrating, tiger fish jumping out of the water, and running away from elephants on the banks of the Zambezi River; or in some cases rowing furiously.
My introduction to Zambia came from game ranger, Wallace Kabompa, who works in the national park where he grew up, for Chiawa Camp; the only bush camp in the big five reserve, which lies on the Zimbabwe border.
For Kabompa, hippos and elephants walking in your backyard is just another day. He grew up fishing along the Zambezi, he has chased leopards from his patio and he has run from so many elephants in the bush he could do it professionally.
“The dangers are very real. I have seen it first-hand. When I was very young, I went swimming in a pool close to the river with my friend. My friend went down, underwater, and then he went for good. I never saw him again. His parents came to me and said ‘where is your friend?’. I said I didn’t know. He had been eaten by a crocodile. I tell you, I have been beaten by my parents not to swim in the Zambezi. My parents would say don’t you know there are crocodiles, it’s dangerous,&#8221; he says.
Standing by the river he warns tourists of the dangers of canoes.
“I just need to point out that the Zambezi River is dangerous. When you are in the canoe please do not dip your hands into the river. Crocodiles are advantageous predators, and we don’t want them to take advantage of your hands. Elephants will give you a toot when they think you are getting too close. But it’s nothing to be scared of, they are just saying hi. If we encounter a mother with her baby they are more aggressive. All you can do is try not to get in their way. So… who wants to go in front?” he says.
A Dutch family, red of nose and sweating profusely in the 40 degree heat, watch skeptically as he speaks. Their sunburned faces turn white at the mention of being in front. With Kabompa’s cautious speech over, we board our canoes and enter the Zambezi. Kabompa boards the two-man canoe with me, the eager photographer, in front.
As the sun sets, the water glistens in golden light. In the still of the evening, Kabompa’s warning came to life like a snake in a bed. It started so sedately. In the distance, a herd of elephants crossed the river. The only problem was at the end of the line were two females with a baby.
“Let’s get close, I really need a good photo,” I say.
Kabompa obliges and we drift closer, hugging the shoreline. It was as quiet as the grave. The elephants begin to cross the river, but as they reach our side of the shore there is a problem. They get stuck. In their panic, their bodies crash against one another. Their ears flap madly. They then turn and come straight for us.
You may think an elephant charging in water is slow. Think again. An elephant slices through water like it is going through a field of grass. White water churns at their feet. Their trumpeting gets louder with every step. Their trunks smash the water. It is terrifying.
When it is 50 meters away you think it can never reach you. When it is 35 meters away you worry that it will. When it is just 15 meters you realize one stamp of the foot could turn your body to dog meat.
It is at this time that Kabompa saves us from the butcher shop. He slams his paddle in the water violently, sending us in reverse. Ten meters from us, where our canoe was a few moments before, the beasts take a sharp right turn and scramble up the bank. I thank the heavens.
Our canoe rocks in the elephants’ wash. I turn to Kabompa, too stunned to speak. He looks back with a smile as wide as the Zambezi.
“Was that close enough?” he asks.
All I could do is nod in agreement as the canoe drifts away to live another day.
“Do you need to change your pants?” Michelle, one of the Dutch tourists, asks.
No change needed after a moment deep in the Zambian bush that will live with me for the rest of my life.
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With gratitude to the Zambian Tourism Board and Proflight Zambia for accommodation and flights.

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