“Our lives will always ever continue to be a tightrope walk that has less to do with pain and more to do with beauty” – Shane Koykzan

In the United States women are still earning eighty-five cents to every dollar that a man is paid. Indeed, the world’s superpower still struggles with issues of equal pay and domestic violence despite sitting atop a throne on the developmental stage. This is, in part, due to the society’s inability to accept that masculine dominance is a problem that exists and will persist until it is resolved. But this isn’t the only country facing this problem. Today, in Guatemala, the crew visited a non-governmental organization called UPAVIM (Unidas Para Vivir Mejor) and talked with their staff and volunteers. What we ultimately found was the ingenuity of Guatemalan when in their struggle to see hyper-masculine culture’s distant end.

Some of the women in leadership at UPAVIM.

When we stepped through the doors of the UPAVIM facility we were greeted by around thirty tiny smiling, dancing, and singing Guatemalan children. As we walked the compact hallway and listened to the kids sing a song about how rain works, we knew we were in for something special. After walking upstairs we were introduced to a small group of staff and volunteers and began our conversation. UPAVIM was a combination of a daycare facility and shelter for battered or abandoned women. It was located in one of Guatemala’s poorest regions located only a few miles from Guatemala City. It started out as an empty lot with open sewage and horrible insect problems before being transformed into a well-functioning refuge and educational facility. This was directly in caused by the generous heart of a few women who were going through some of their own struggles and the careful appropriation of funding by an American family. Today, as they described, the facility serves seventy-four women and over 150 children. Along with education though, UPAVIM also has programs in medicine, business, church relations, job training, and scholarships. Most notably, they teach women how to make craft products such as clothing, accessories, and toys. As the facility helps them sell the products they make and receive partial payment, it remains their single highest source of revenue.

After telling us about how UPAVIM works, the staff then graciously offered to open the forum to questions. In a sea of over twenty inquisitions, there were two responses that resonated with me the most. First, when asked the question, “How does chauvinistic culture represent itself in Guatemala?” one of the older staff members answered with a story. She said that one day, she asked her son to do the dishes. After he had finished she asked, “Do you still feel like a man?” Because he remained silent, she answered for him saying, “You shouldn’t. You are more than a man because you did not go out and get drunk by spending the family funds on alcohol but instead spent your time doing something generous. You are more because you help instead of hurt.” Next, I asked the question, “How do you propose that masculine culture be changed in Guatemala and therefore women’s rights expanded?” A young volunteer, not much older than I, didn’t miss a beat when answering, “Women must strive for greater rights in business and educational opportunity’s first. Along with that, we must ensure that the next generation doesn’t make the same mistakes that we did. This can also be done through education.”

At the Mayan Ruin Iximche.

Soon after that question, the room came to a general consensus that we had to ask had been answered, our conversation came to an end. Two volunteers then opened a large closet on one end of the room to reveal a display of they crafts. I was in awe. Before me stood dozens of some of the most beautiful hand crafted items I had ever seen. Each one was individually magnificent in color, design, and technique. As I picked out a few of my favorite items and received a barrage of, “Gracias” as a purchased along with my fellow peers. On each item, there is a message reading, “Thanks for purchasing a product to make a difference!” Some hold on to symbols and materials because of looks or feel. At this particular moment, I held on to remember. There will always be the marginalized in society who will look to people like us for assistance. With the help of symbols, memories, and images of beauty, my Brophy brothers and I hope to never forget.


Well, the first full day in Guatemala City has come to a close. We are all doing well, even though a few of us are not used to meat-less meals on a regular basis. Seriously though, we are doing well and have been welcomed very warmly by everyone whom we have come in contact with thus far. In the short time we have been travelling, I must say that Ben has given me the best quote; it comes from the preface of a book he brought and was said by John Dryden: “Beware the fury of a patient man.”


In the first thirty-six or so hours, we have had the privilege of meeting some pretty amazing people. These people have overcome adversity that was not even on my radar before our plane left Phoenix, or even Houston. All of these guatemaltecos have a common, intrinsic quality that has driven them to push through adversity when they had plenty of reason to give up: passion. Even before this trip, I knew that there was a stereotypical view of most latinos that they were fiery and ardent that can easily be misconstrued as anger and hot-headedness. I know stereotypes are not always true, but in this case and with these people, it is very, very true. This flaming passion is derived from many different places, ranging on the spectrum from pain to joy to sheer faith. For these men and women, it was their passion that drove them to make significant changes in their lives for the betterment of themselves and of others.


On Tuesday, shortly after Flight 1500 from Houston touched down, we were on our way to La Casa De Amistad por Las Muchachas y Los Muchaches de La Calle (The House of Friendship for the Girls and Boys of the Streets). This shelter, also known as MOJOCA, provides a safe place for people looking to get off the streets, leave their addictions or problems behind, and find a skill to become a leader and productive member in society. We had the opportunity to meet with Glenda, Sandra and Alfonso.

Sandra, Glenda, and Mirka, former street kids now clean, now on staff at MOJOCA.

These three are the leaders of the shelter and keep everything running smoothly. We also had the opportunity to talk to Julian, a 25 year old man trying to quit his drug abuse and become a leader at the shelter (much like Alfonso). The most amazing thing about the leaders of this shelter is that they were, at one time or another, living on the street and facing the same challenges that the men and women who come to them for guidance are experiencing. Of the three, Glenda’s story hit many of us very hard. Glenda had spent the majority of her youth on the streets of Guatemala City where she abused almost everything you can think of and faced constant danger; however, that all changed when the President of MOJOCA told her that he would love to have her come to the shelter and become a future leader. Glenda explained that “paying it forward” and trying to give the same opportunities that she was given and inspire the same type of result in the less fortunate that inhabit the streets of Guatemala City today is why Glenda has chosen to dedicate herself to the shelter. It is easy to see the passion the Glenda has for her work because of the pure joy she incarnates when she interacts with all of the different kids that she comes into contact with. Her decision to give back and join MOJOCA also stemmed from the birth of her first child. At that time, Glenda was still battling with addiction and street life. She realized that it would be unfair to her newborn daughter if she did not clean up her act and better herself.

On Wednesday morning, we met a dynamic man named Hector Castaneda. Both a pastor and a professor, Hector explained to us the role of the Catholic Church in the history and present of Guatemala. As Hector’s history lesson began to finish, we started to talk about the tragedies involved in the brutal Guatemalan Civil War.

As the conversation deepened, Hector opened up to us and confessed that one of his brothers was one of the more than 250,000 lives that were lost during the 36 year war. As a journalist at the time, Hector’s brother was forced to choose a side between the dangerous government-backed military and the rebellious guerillas. Hector’s brother sided with the guerrillas and that cost him his life at the hands of the military, only after a lengthy session of torture that took him to the brink of death. During the story, Hector’s English got more and more broken, but more and more powerful through the tears. He explained that his brother is one of the main reasons why he is so active in the ecumenical movement of the Church here in Guatemala. He is still looking to find peace within the Church so that peace outside of the Church will be easier to come by. After Hector wiped his eyes, someone asked him if there was any other reason why he was so adamant and active in the political and social spheres. He simply said that the Gospels also motivated him to pursue justice for all of the people of Guatemala.

Shortly after everyone in the group was invigorated by Hector’s speech, we packed into the busses and made our way to Fe y Alegria Escuela (Faith and Happiness School) in El Limón, one of the more dangerous areas within Guatemala City. Fe Y Alegria is a Jesuit elementary school that enrolls 407 students up until 9th grade, and is part of an international system of Jesuit Schools in Latin America. When we arrived, we had a meeting with Luis, Montserrata, Sarah and Martha. These four constitute the administration of the school, with Luis actually being the principal. Initially, Luis explained that he had many doubts about coming to this school because of its poor economic standing, which would affect both him and the quality of the education. He also said that his family begged him to decline the teaching position because of the dangerous threats that come with working in El Limón. He eventually accepted the job and after four years of teaching math, became the principal. We asked Luis why he chose Fe Y Alegria in the first place and why he had stuck around. His reason was apparent as soon as we visited the classrooms of some of the middle-school grades. The unparalleled joy on his face when he walked into a room to see kids learning to change Centigrade to Fahrenheit or learning to draw from a teacher who was actually an artist herself made everything worth it for him. The passion in his eyes and his voice when he would talk to kids about schoolwork or soccer was unmistakable.

Conor, Calvin Fairbourn, and Principal Luis of Fe y Alegria School “El Limon” with eighth grade students.

Ultimately, these three inspiring guatemaltecos are working, in their own way, to build a better Guatemala for themselves and the future. It is easy to see why these three are all also very successful in their mission because of the pure passion they possess. I have realized that this sort of passion cannot be achieved without overcoming some type of obstacle or facing an experience that evokes a feeling that you never want to feel again. For Glenda, she overcame the obvious danger of Guatemalan street life and the drug culture to become an empowered leader of the only organization in Guatemala who truly succeeds at trying to clean up the streets for good. In addition to that, the financial hardship that accompanies this kind of enterprise (especially without any governmental aid of any kind) only strengthens her will to get past the impossible. For Hector, his intelligence and faith in God have worked together to gain him a sense of peace after the death of his brother and also to work towards this same sense of reconciliation for all people following the Civil War. For Luis, his fe in God and determination to face the dangers of inner-city education have allowed him to help build a school system that is breaking the cycle of poverty and providing alegria for a new generation of students. With all of this difficulty, it is very inspiring to see people that almost have a right to give up and quit to persevere and go beyond themselves and do incredible things. The passion that has motivated these three people to keep fighting is the type of will that allows someone to do anything they set their mind to, regardless of what gets in their way. So, my advice—if you are standing between one of these people (or others like them) and their ultimate goal—beware the passion of a resilient Guatemalteco.


The Urge to Help, by Ryan Shear

On May 30, 2013, in Uncategorized, by Tim Broyles

Even though we have been here for two days, I have already begun to change a little at a time. Today, we listened to Hector Casteñeda talk. Professor Casteñeda is a Presbyterian Pastor and a professor at the Jesuit University in Guatemala. He talked about the role of the Catholic Church in Guatemala in the past and why society is the way it is today. He gave us important events in the history of Guatemala so that we would be able to fully comprehend what is going on in Guatemala today.

The first event was when the United Fruit Company came over and took land from the Guatemalans in the 1800s. They took the land and when they did they used the indigenous people to farm and take care of the crops they were growing. Then in 1954, a group of Guatemalan Catholics went to Washington to tell Eisenhower and Nixon to vote “yes” on the Land Reform Act, because at that time 86% of the land in Guatemala was owned by 10% of the population. This would have spread the land out to more people instead of 10% controlling it all. Congress passed it, but it never went into policy because one of Eisenhower’s advisors told him not to allow it. Thus, we sent the CIA over to Guatemala to counter act the uprisings occurring. Finally in 1960, civil war broke out between the Guerrillas and the Government, who had the CIA’s support. This lasted until 1996, when the Government won.

During the time of civil war, 250,000 indigenous people died as a result of the brutality of the Government. They raped, tortured, and killed the Guerrillas and innocent people. Throughout this whole time, the CIA supported the Government of Guatemala. Today, civilians in Guatemala do not believe this massacre even occurred and the Government is denying it ever happened. The one question that came to my mind was, “How could we choose the wrong side and allow this massacre to occur?” They killed innocent people, and we sat and supported everything that happened. Civilians still to this day have not been found.

Hector’s brother was taken and tortured and killed by the Government. Seeing him talk about his brother and how choked up he was really struck me. It is one thing hearing all these numbers but it is another to hear a firsthand experience. It puts faces and actual people to numbers which makes it easier to feel the impact that this caused. I was distraught that this happened to Hector and wish I could have done something to help prevent his brother from dying but I couldn’t.

Listening to how learning a trade helps Guatemalan students prepare for a better future.

It angered me that this happened to Hector and other Guatemalans, and also the fact that people today still deny that it ever happened. How else would you explain the 250,000 people that have been killed or disappeared off the face of the earth? There is evidence that there was this massacre and still citizens choose not to believe it. Still to this day, the same 10% own 86% of the land. That means 90% of the population are being squished into 14% of the land in Guatemala. And we wonder why there is an unbelievable amount of poverty in Guatemala. I also was frustrated to hear that less than 50% of the people are literate and vote. That means the ones that are literate and vote are rich and most likely consist in the 10% that own the land. Why would they change the system they have in place?

A “memory project” column outside the National Cathedral on the Grand Plaza of Guatemala City.

I kept thinking of ideas to fix this the rest of the day, and nothing came to mind except this quote from Hector, “We don’t kneed dumb people anymore.” We all laughed when he said it, but he stopped us and said “No seriously, we don’t need them.” This got my thinking, “The only way to fix the problem is to get people to know how to read and write. What else would work better? We need to educate the other fifty plus percent so that they can vote for their rights to own land and actually vote for a leader who will change the country rather than a leader who will keep things the same.

Listening to his passion for this subject got me passionate about this as well. I wanted to do so many great things I just don’t really know what to do. My outlook on impoverish nations has always been that it is their fault for not doing anything to try and advance. After this speech, I realized that it’s not the case at all. They don’t know the importance of going to school so that they can learn how to read and write, they just work to barely make enough to eat.

The hardest part is realizing that I cannot change this reality within the next nine days. I so wish I could, but I can’t. It takes an effort not just by fifteen students and three teachers but the whole world to fix major issues in this country. I can’t wait to teach people about the real issues in Guatemala and open eyes to the real situation going on here. I am so glad to have heard Hector Casteñeda talk because he has inspired not only me but our whole group to do something about it. We have the advantage of going to a Jesuit school that allows us to understand what goes on not only in the United States but other countries as well. We are so lucky to be here and we all cannot wait to help fix this problem in Guatemala.

Ryan Shear


It is 9:56 at night, and as I sit at this computer with the beautiful Guatemalan breeze enveloping my shoulders, I cannot but feel immense gratitude to the Lord for allowing me to enter this majestic place. Just hours earlier, Guatemala was a foreign land to me, a place where people spoke a different language and lived with different traditions. However tonight, Guatemala has become my home. Ever since our plane first touched down in the airport, I have loved this place. God’s light and God’s blessings are in and through every experience I have had and every person that I have met. The humanity, love, and compassion that transcend all physical boundaries are such surreal gifts. The people here are my brothers and sisters. I have a profound sense of attachment to them, and that love is an inexplicable feeling. Despite all of the hardships they may endure, they are symbols of God’s love. Though they may experience persecution on the streets of Guatemala City or endure the brutalities of hunger and abuse, God’s light shines through them.

I have been in Guatemala for just half a day, but I have never felt such a strong calling to be with the poor. After being blessed with the opportunity to meet with leaders of MOJOCA (an organization that provides care and aid to abuse victims, drug addicts, and their families) and travelling through the streets of the city to meet with individuals experiencing the effects of poverty, I was fortunate enough to then hear a moving presentation by Professor Victor Ayala.

As Victor introduced himself and drew the group into the rich but complex history of Guatemala, he shared with us a question that really impacted me. “What happens when you take away all of the water and all of the food from a fish?” And at that point, I realized that despite all the love, compassion, and hope that I witnessed around me in Guatemala, there was also immense suffering and sorrow. As I sat in the beautiful Casa de Amistad (House of Friendship) with the leaders of MOJOCA, I heard the stories of children who were victims of abuse and drug addiction at the age of five and others like Julian who had been living on the streets for almost their entire lives, constantly exposed to violence, hunger, and injustice. They so courageously shared their stories with us, and at that moment I once again realized the beauty and grace of God in our lives.

The drawings seen in Raj’s post are from the murals at the site of the Martyrdom of Bishop Juan Gerardi. For more info on this great hero of the Guatemalan people, see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Juan_Jos%C3%A9_Gerardi_Conedera

However, as we moved into Victor’s presentation, so many questions were racing through my mind. What caused the situation in Guatemala to become the way it was? Do we have any power to make a difference? I could not come to terms with any of these, and for a moment I felt lost. Yet Victor was able to answer these questions, and I was greatly moved by what he had to say. In 1523, the Spanish invaded Guatemala. It was not colonization . . . it was pure invasion and devastation. Throughout Europe at the time, there was a fundamental belief in Aristotle’s teachings that man was either a master or a slave. For the Spanish, the Guatemalans instantly became the slaves. They were oppressed, their freedoms and liberties were taken away, and their society was stratified. Between 1871 and 1944, there was a supposed transition from slavery to feudalism following the Guatemalan independence effort. But was this change real . . . or were the indigenous forced to succumb to the same repressive reality that they had endured for the previous three centuries?

By this time period, 86% of the arable land in Guatemala was placed in the hands of 10% of the population. Such inequality is pervasive even today and it is so unfortunate to realize that this injustice threatens any chances of progress for the people of Guatemala. For so many years the indigenous have been oppressed, and all they needed for so many years – all they still need – is a voice.


As revolution led to counter-revolution, another revolution emerged in 1960. Again, the natives suffered immensely. More than 250,000 Guatemalans were assassinated and 200,000 were missing. Guerrillas faced the oppression of the military as hundreds of thousands of innocent and dignified lives were torn away. The military sought to repress the revolution and in doing so, they took almost everything that the Guatemalans had. Massacres, torture, rape, devastation, starvation . . . every inhumane and treacherous thing that could have happened to the indigenous was committed. In a horrific “scorched earth” campaign, the brutality of the genocide reached its apex.

In a life of such realities, where is God? The truth is that God’s love and God’s compassion transcends all evils in this world. Wherever there is suffering, God is there. The Lord has blessed us with boundless potential and energy to embrace our brothers and sisters around the world, and as we learn about the horrors that they had to endure, we receive a chance to take up God’s teachings and apply them to make a difference in the world that we live in.

As individuals, we are called to liberate ourselves from the stereotypes and stigmas that prevent us from seeing the Lord’s presence in the world. As our speaker Victor so powerfully stated, we are called to seek solidarity with the poor of Guatemala, for in them the Truth of the world exists. The poor are rich in heart and abundant in peace and love. They are the symbols of the universal truths that transcend all space and time: that no matter how much suffering and pain there may be God is always there beside us.

So as I close this post, praying for all those who so courageously lost their lives in Guatemala, I see hope. In a land so far from my home, I feel blessed to be in the company of a people who are so nurturing, selfless, humble, and compassionate. I am called to help empower their voice. In the Kingdom of God, we must strive to spread peace on Earth. We must overcome the fear that inhibits us from speaking out against injustice and help our brothers and sisters around the world to do so as well. Only then can we collectively realize the Lord’s beautiful presence in the world and seek a higher truth. Only then will we be able to once again nourish the fish of our world with eternal waters.



Raj Vatsa ‘14


By Calvin Fairbourn

Guatemala City is marked by violence.  It pervades the city.  It creeps into each crevasse, each shallow awning.  From the moment you leave the airport the tension is obvious.  Barb wire adorns each roof, and a veritable minefield of broken glass tops every wall.  A security guard stands on every corner, his burnished shotgun hangs loosely but his grip remains tight.  This tension marks every man, woman, and child in this city.  You see it in the eyes of the young men and women, teenagers really, who stared at us sullenly as we haphazardly make our way downtown, to the blessed Elysium of the slums, a little place called La Casa De Amistad.

The House of Friendship is operated by a group known as MOJOCA, Movimiento de Jovenes de la Calle (Street Youth Movement), an organization founded to fight the violent culture the streets and slums of Guatemala City produce.  MOJOCA provides shelter for kids attempting to break free of the vicious cycle of drugs, gangs, and violence that grips the streets.  Many of these street kids choose a life of homelessness due to abuse, whether physical or sexual, in the home.  The organization aims to help these kids learn vital skills to be applied in the home and the workplace.  Perhaps most importantly, MOJOCA helps to rehabilitate streets kids addicted to marijuana, industrial solvents, and worse.

Without a doubt, the drugs are the worst part about life on the streets.  Kids as young as 5 or 6 are huffing glue or smoking marijuana, desperate to find an escape, any escape, from the hunger and cold.  Some pick it up from their parents, others from their new found compatriots on the streets, who beg, steal, and smoke alongside them.  These are the kids that we journeyed to see in downtown Guatemala alongside Glenda and Mirca, two of the coordinators for MOJOCA and former street kids themselves.

This photo is actually of the other group who went to meet the street kids at a different site. Calvin’s group didn’t take pictures. Here we are pictured with a group of young people who live on the streets of Guatemala City.

When we arrived at the “Tank”, a yard turned shanty town in an alleyway of downtown Guatemala, I wasn’t sure what to expect.  We were told that we were going to meet with young drug addicts out on the streets.  The idea was terrifying!  We had been in Guatemala for less than three hours and we were about to shake hands and talk with drug addicts.  I was scared and nervous.  I had never seen a strung out drug user, let alone sat and talked with one, yet here I was.  Glenda gathered us around a small stoop outside the Tank and then returned a moment later with seven or eight kids in tow.  Even if I didn’t speak an ounce of Spanish, their vacant expressions spoke volumes to the living Hell of robbery, violence, drug use, rape, and murder that they call life.

A one-eyed young woman and her infant daughter who live on the streets of Guatemala City. When asked where they sleep, she replied, “Just around the corner, there’s a little awning.” It was raining when we took this picture. Que triste se oye la lluvia en los techos de carton….

And then Miguel came.  Miguel was around 21, but he looked far older and worse for wear.  Speaking through a translator, Miguel told us about his successful brothers and sisters in northern Guatemala who wanted nothing to do with him, the “black sheep” of the family.  It was strangely fascinating, and despite my reservations, I found myself shaking his hands, transfixed by his story.  On the surface, Miguel was an empty, desolate, shell of a person, his body ruined by drugs and chemicals.  But on the inside, Miguel was like a shining star of vibrancy and activity.  He shook our hands a million times each, and rambled on about who know what, but it hardly mattered.  What mattered was the connection made across a thousand miles and a life of drugs, violence, and abuse.  Miguel was the gateway to this new, scary Guatemalan world, and like St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, he couldn’t wait to let us in.

We left Miguel and Cristian and Jackie and Alfonso and all the others behind on the stoop and headed back to the hostel, but Miguel was at the front of our minds.  Beneath the battered and scarred surface, I saw the glimmer of hope shining in his tired, sunken eyes.  I can’t help but wonder about him.  What circumstances could have led him to this point, the lowest of the low, and how does he still smile and laugh at his own bad jokes?  I believe it’s a type of courage rarely seen; a bravery which comes from deep inside, a driving force to propel oneself forward, despite the seemingly insurmountable obstacles life and cruel fate has thrown in his path.

Miguel, you opened my eyes, you took my hands, and you walked me across the bridge into the land of the street kids.  You showed me that even in your dark world, hope and love spring forth.  I’m not one to cry, but it was hard to not tear up as we left him standing on the stoop in the pouring rain.  Miguel may have been in my life for less than an hour, but his face will never leave me.  MOJOCA, thank you for letting me meet Miguel, and thank you for inviting me into a whole new world to throw myself into.



Calvin Fairbourn


May 22, 2013

It is hard to believe that in less than a week our group of eighteen departs for Guatemala! The group includes me, Mr. Paul Fisko, Mr. Pete Burr, Chase Bishov, Kevin Burg, Ben Crozier, Calvin Fairbourn, Jack Herstam, Charlie Miller, Michael O’ Gara, Ryan Opila, Coby Palivathukal, Kayvon Seif-Naraghi, Ryan Shear, Conor Triplett, Raj Vatsa, Michael Ward, and Jim Welty, all Brophy seniors who were selected to be members of our first Guatemala Senior Immersion Trip. Actually this trip started out as the annual El Salvador trip, but since that was cancelled, we decided to move one country to the east and keep on coming down! We are dedicated to making this a yearly pilgrimage of learning and growing, of questing and questioning, of being changed and challenged by the reality of the people of Central America.

The purpose of this weblog is to keep all of you informed of our adventures in Guatemala as we experience them. Our plan is to post a journal entry on as much of a daily basis as possible. We arrive in Guatemala this Monday night (May 27), and return on June 7th. If all goes as planned, we’ll have pictures and text so that all of you at home can stay informed of where we are and what we are doing and get a feel for the experiences we are having. We hope to begin posting late on the 28th or the morning of the 29th. Each of the guys will have a chance to contribute to the blog as we go through the experience. We invite you to log on and come along with us. You can even write comments back to us. We look forward to hearing from you!

Our hopes for this trip are many. First of all, we pray for a safe trip. We would ask all of you who are reading this to pray for us as we move through the experience. We also hope that this experience gives us a greater sense of the interconnectedness of the world we live in. Oftentimes we become so focused on our own lives that we can tend to forget about other places and peoples. In these times of war it’s especially important to gain perspectives from more than just one window in the house we call the world. So it’s with that in mind that we travel to Guatemala: to see the world and ourselves in it from a new perspective, and to see the God who made it from the eyes of the poor. Please pray for us!

Well, that’s all for now. We’ll see you in Guatemala!

Hasta Pronto,

Tim Broyles


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