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Tallulah: My Autobiography
Her father and her uncle were U.S. congressmen. Her grandfather was a U.S. senator. Although born to privilege in Alabama and groomed in a convent school, Tallulah Bankhead resolved not to be just another southern belle.
Quickly she rose to the top and became an acclaimed actress of London's West End and on the Broadway stage. Her performances in many plays of the 1920s brought her to the notice of Hollywood. She starred in such Paramount films as My Sin, Faithless, The Devil and the Deep, and Thunder Below. Even though she won a New York Film Critics Circle Award for her leading role in Alfred Hitchcock's Lifeboat (1944), she never achieved the prominence in movies that she enjoyed in the theater and on radio. On the New York stage she originated the starring roles of Regina Giddens in Lillian Hellman's The Little Foxes and of Sabina in Thornton Wilder's The Skin of Our Teeth.
Tallulah, like Eudora, Flannery, and Coretta, was a southern woman identifiable by her first name. Her flamboyant public personality may be the most fully realized and memorable character Bankhead ever played. She became famous for her snappy repartee, candid quotes, and scandalous lifestyle. She was disposed to remove her clothes and chat in the nude. Overfond of Kentucky bourbon and wild parties, she was a lady baritone who called everybody "Dahling."
In Tallulah, first published in 1952 and a New York Times bestseller for twenty-six weeks, Bankhead's literary voice is as lively and forthright as her public persona. She details her childhood and adolescence, discusses her dedication to the theater, and presents amusing anecdotes about her life in Hollywood, New York, and London. Along with a searing defense of her lifestyle and rambunctious habits, she provides a fiercely opinionated, wildly funny account of American stage at a time when the movies were beginning to cast theater into eclipse. This is not only a memoir of an independent woman but also an insider look at American entertainment during a golden age.
Tallulah Bankhead (1902-1968) headlined NBC's The Big Show, a ninety-minute weekly radio extravaganza that aired from 1950 to 1952. In 1965 she appeared in her last movie, a British film titled Fanatic (Die, Die, My Darling! in U.S. release).
336 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1951
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October 30, 2012
An autobiography. Not the best, not the worst. I was bored at times. It was a bit like a listing of events.
Tallulah was bawdy and capricious and brash. She seemed to downplay each of the major events in her life, almost as if to apologize for them. Maybe the tamer version is the true version. Who knows. I'm not above admitting that I prefer the picture in my mind to the watered down version she purported to be. Isn't fantasy usually preferable to reality?
Tallulah was bawdy and capricious and brash. She seemed to downplay each of the major events in her life, almost as if to apologize for them. Maybe the tamer version is the true version. Who knows. I'm not above admitting that I prefer the picture in my mind to the watered down version she purported to be. Isn't fantasy usually preferable to reality?
May 5, 2009
This book is a fun read. She is a terrific wordsmith, and she had some wonderful stories.
May 18, 2025
Interesting read but a little too heavy on name dropping.
March 28, 2019
Not as sensational as it probably was in the early 1950s. Interesting though, even if her prose sounds as if it has been transcribed from an audio recording (she admits at much in the end).
Ms. Bankhead probably paved the way for many other female actors or women of independence. She married only once, and it lasted four years. She had, by her own admission, many affairs. Most important, she lived the life of an artist. Sometimes in the money; many times not. She loved acting onstage more than making money, eschewing for a long time the lure of film or radio or television. But each time, her conservative (traditional) thinking would sway to the new medium, mostly because she was running low on funds.
For as much as she tells all, she is not entirely forthcoming, particularly with regard to alleged alcoholism and other peccadilloes.
Fifty years after her death, however, Bankhead is still remembered for her whisky tenor voice, her scathing remarks to those who cross her, and for her notable performances in films like Lifeboat.
This particular edition published by the University of Mississippi Press, contains a number of typos. Sad.
Ms. Bankhead probably paved the way for many other female actors or women of independence. She married only once, and it lasted four years. She had, by her own admission, many affairs. Most important, she lived the life of an artist. Sometimes in the money; many times not. She loved acting onstage more than making money, eschewing for a long time the lure of film or radio or television. But each time, her conservative (traditional) thinking would sway to the new medium, mostly because she was running low on funds.
For as much as she tells all, she is not entirely forthcoming, particularly with regard to alleged alcoholism and other peccadilloes.
Fifty years after her death, however, Bankhead is still remembered for her whisky tenor voice, her scathing remarks to those who cross her, and for her notable performances in films like Lifeboat.
This particular edition published by the University of Mississippi Press, contains a number of typos. Sad.
October 20, 2019
The only passage worth reading comes after 344 pages of drivel, when Tallulah discusses intellectualism: “Once a flattering term, the rabble-rousers and reactionaries now use the word as an epithet. Too many of our countrymen rejoice in stupidity, look upon ignorance as a badge of honor. They condemn everything they don’t understand. A little more of that talk and I’ll be branded a subversive.” Other than this passage, it’s probably the silliest book I’ve ever read.
September 12, 2022
Dear oh dear I’ve lost track of my reading habits, and have read quite a number of books too obscure even for the Goodreads database. This one is on here, I am pleased, part of an ongoing project to become Ms Bankhead. It’s largely wonderful, especially in style, but one knows she has so so much more to say and simply cannot. Those stories are confined to the musings of biographers sadly, but there are still plenty of titillating winks to be found in here.
July 9, 2025
"The man doesn't live who can bludgeon me into a contract, a circumstance or a settlement at odds with my creed."
-Tallulah Bankhead
The actress Tallulah Bankhead (1902-1968) was the OG bad girl. Doing and saying what she wanted, ruffling the feathers of the offended, and giving zero fucks about it. She was a feminist and gay/lesbian icon, freely sexual, outspoken, a champion of Civil Rights, a staunch Democrat of the FDR school, a free-speech defender and a critic of society. She was a complex lady, and in this loose autobiography, she chides herself just as much as her critics did. She lays out her case throughout the book, in the form of a pseudo confessional, then in the last two chapters "Affidivat of the Accused" and "Motion to Adjourn" defends herself, tells us some of what she's learned, and pleads for mercy and understanding of the court of public opinion.
Tallulah, My Autobiography is, objectively, not a great book, but boy is it a fun time. Witty and digressive as all get out, chomping at the bit to say as much as she can despite the restrictions of the time it was written and published (1952). Tallulah often has to speak in coded language to make her points, censorship still being very omnipresent. At a time when the Postmaster General of the U.S. could confiscate anything salacious -- a point she acknowledges, she does the best she can. Surprisingly, perhaps, she was not one to kiss and tell; it would be up to later biographers to flesh things out. As she states: "How much could I tell without outraging the living or smirching the dead?" At the end of the day, she had some class and standards.
This is not the book you read to know the whole truth of Tallulah. It's the one you read to pretend that a diva legend is chatting with you across a small table over a drink.
In some ways, Bankhead's legacy among the once-famous has fared better than most. Even though her entire reputation was built on stage performances that no living person has seen, and appeared in only one bonafide cinema classic (Alfred Hitchcock's Lifeboat in which she is damned great) she is still talked about. Books still get written on her and Youtube loves her as clickbait fare. Online video creators love the sensational. Postmodernists try to diagnose her with ADHD and everything else because today you're not valid unless you're labeled. I have a feeling Tallulah would have scoffed at all of it.
Talullah was a Southern girl, a belle and a brat all in one. Her family was chock full of Congressional bigwigs, including her father, whom she constantly referred to as Daddy. There's little doubt she was a daddy's girl and even with her bi-sexual romping (500 partners, allegedly) and merely one failed marriage, Tallulah admitted no man could ever match her father. Of him, William, she writes, "He was a MAN. His place will never be filled in my heart or in my mind."
Her rise to stardom was unusual, and not. Like many girls of her time, fan magazines filled her with notions of glamor and fame. She went to New York and talked her way into some plays and didn't get far. Her best friend, the actress Estelle Winwood (a gentle soul as far from Bankhead's temperament and manner as could be) told her to try out in London and there she became a sensation in the 1920s, creating the fiery legend that lingers.
Some commenters, including the great novelist Arnold Bennett, tried to explain the magic of Tallulah. Said he: "I have seen Tallulah electrify the most idiotic, puerile plays into some sort of realistic coherence by individual force." Said another: "She is the essence of sophistication. She gives electric shocks. Sex oozes from her eyes. She is daring and friendly and rude and nice all at once."
This magnetic personality earned her a devoted and cultish fan base of young girls and women who would stand for hours to see her and who screamed when they saw her. Only Frank Sinatra and The Beatles later could count such devotees. It no doubt contributed to her reputation as a lesbian icon. She eschewed the term "bi-sexual" in favor of her own, "ambisextrous," which is just about the cleverest and funniest spin on the identity ever.
In the early 1930s, she snared a lucrative contract with Paramount Pictures in Hollywood that temporarily enriched her usually paltry coffers but left her artistically impoverished. The movies were formulaic duds, but even the critics were on Tallulah's side, saying she was their only redeeming quality. It was only when she got back to the stage, and to her ultimate triumph as Regina Giddens in Lillian Hellman's classic play, The Little Foxes that her place in show business history was secured. But Tallulah had burned some bridges in the industry, and when the play was filmed, Bette Davis was tapped to star. This infuriated Bankhead, but not for long. Davis is superb in the film and Bankhead knew it. Both were kind and respectful to one another, despite a fake show business feud between them, manufactured by the press.
Despite fame, Tallulah had many ups and downs, was more often poor than rich due to profligate spending and debts, was often sick and bedridden, prone to occasional bouts with booze and drugs, and felled for awhile with a severe case of VD, which resulted in a hysterectomy. She soft-peddles a lot of this for the sake of publishing standards of the time. Admitting she was freely sexual, Bankhead remained largely discreet here, merely saying, "I found no surprises in the Kinsey Report."
As far as I know, drag queens still try to channel Tallulah; the thrown-back hair, the effusive greeting, "Dahhh-ling," followed by some famous witticism ("I'm as pure as the fallen slush," or "I'm a lesbian, and what do you do?") carried forth on a husky sultry voice.
We know about most of her secrets from subsequent biographers. Those I will probably leave alone. I chose to let Tallulah's mysteries remain.
There are nice bits of wisdom and some laugh-out-loud bon mots throughout, and a lot of truths that have stood the test of time.
Rest in peace, great lady
c. 2025 e/k
FYI: My copy of Tallulah is a 1952 first edition hardcover with dustjacket.
-Tallulah Bankhead
The actress Tallulah Bankhead (1902-1968) was the OG bad girl. Doing and saying what she wanted, ruffling the feathers of the offended, and giving zero fucks about it. She was a feminist and gay/lesbian icon, freely sexual, outspoken, a champion of Civil Rights, a staunch Democrat of the FDR school, a free-speech defender and a critic of society. She was a complex lady, and in this loose autobiography, she chides herself just as much as her critics did. She lays out her case throughout the book, in the form of a pseudo confessional, then in the last two chapters "Affidivat of the Accused" and "Motion to Adjourn" defends herself, tells us some of what she's learned, and pleads for mercy and understanding of the court of public opinion.
Tallulah, My Autobiography is, objectively, not a great book, but boy is it a fun time. Witty and digressive as all get out, chomping at the bit to say as much as she can despite the restrictions of the time it was written and published (1952). Tallulah often has to speak in coded language to make her points, censorship still being very omnipresent. At a time when the Postmaster General of the U.S. could confiscate anything salacious -- a point she acknowledges, she does the best she can. Surprisingly, perhaps, she was not one to kiss and tell; it would be up to later biographers to flesh things out. As she states: "How much could I tell without outraging the living or smirching the dead?" At the end of the day, she had some class and standards.
This is not the book you read to know the whole truth of Tallulah. It's the one you read to pretend that a diva legend is chatting with you across a small table over a drink.
In some ways, Bankhead's legacy among the once-famous has fared better than most. Even though her entire reputation was built on stage performances that no living person has seen, and appeared in only one bonafide cinema classic (Alfred Hitchcock's Lifeboat in which she is damned great) she is still talked about. Books still get written on her and Youtube loves her as clickbait fare. Online video creators love the sensational. Postmodernists try to diagnose her with ADHD and everything else because today you're not valid unless you're labeled. I have a feeling Tallulah would have scoffed at all of it.
Talullah was a Southern girl, a belle and a brat all in one. Her family was chock full of Congressional bigwigs, including her father, whom she constantly referred to as Daddy. There's little doubt she was a daddy's girl and even with her bi-sexual romping (500 partners, allegedly) and merely one failed marriage, Tallulah admitted no man could ever match her father. Of him, William, she writes, "He was a MAN. His place will never be filled in my heart or in my mind."
Her rise to stardom was unusual, and not. Like many girls of her time, fan magazines filled her with notions of glamor and fame. She went to New York and talked her way into some plays and didn't get far. Her best friend, the actress Estelle Winwood (a gentle soul as far from Bankhead's temperament and manner as could be) told her to try out in London and there she became a sensation in the 1920s, creating the fiery legend that lingers.
Some commenters, including the great novelist Arnold Bennett, tried to explain the magic of Tallulah. Said he: "I have seen Tallulah electrify the most idiotic, puerile plays into some sort of realistic coherence by individual force." Said another: "She is the essence of sophistication. She gives electric shocks. Sex oozes from her eyes. She is daring and friendly and rude and nice all at once."
This magnetic personality earned her a devoted and cultish fan base of young girls and women who would stand for hours to see her and who screamed when they saw her. Only Frank Sinatra and The Beatles later could count such devotees. It no doubt contributed to her reputation as a lesbian icon. She eschewed the term "bi-sexual" in favor of her own, "ambisextrous," which is just about the cleverest and funniest spin on the identity ever.
In the early 1930s, she snared a lucrative contract with Paramount Pictures in Hollywood that temporarily enriched her usually paltry coffers but left her artistically impoverished. The movies were formulaic duds, but even the critics were on Tallulah's side, saying she was their only redeeming quality. It was only when she got back to the stage, and to her ultimate triumph as Regina Giddens in Lillian Hellman's classic play, The Little Foxes that her place in show business history was secured. But Tallulah had burned some bridges in the industry, and when the play was filmed, Bette Davis was tapped to star. This infuriated Bankhead, but not for long. Davis is superb in the film and Bankhead knew it. Both were kind and respectful to one another, despite a fake show business feud between them, manufactured by the press.
Despite fame, Tallulah had many ups and downs, was more often poor than rich due to profligate spending and debts, was often sick and bedridden, prone to occasional bouts with booze and drugs, and felled for awhile with a severe case of VD, which resulted in a hysterectomy. She soft-peddles a lot of this for the sake of publishing standards of the time. Admitting she was freely sexual, Bankhead remained largely discreet here, merely saying, "I found no surprises in the Kinsey Report."
As far as I know, drag queens still try to channel Tallulah; the thrown-back hair, the effusive greeting, "Dahhh-ling," followed by some famous witticism ("I'm as pure as the fallen slush," or "I'm a lesbian, and what do you do?") carried forth on a husky sultry voice.
We know about most of her secrets from subsequent biographers. Those I will probably leave alone. I chose to let Tallulah's mysteries remain.
There are nice bits of wisdom and some laugh-out-loud bon mots throughout, and a lot of truths that have stood the test of time.
Rest in peace, great lady
c. 2025 e/k
FYI: My copy of Tallulah is a 1952 first edition hardcover with dustjacket.
August 24, 2015
As you might expect from an actress for such a panache for extravagance, Ms. Bankhead can be a bit long-winded in her autobiography. There were some very interesting stories, and more than a handful of moments that made me laugh out loud (literally)...but there were just as many passages that bored me to tears. Someone else made the comment that the book is written as if she's telling stories at a party, and that is spot on. There are many parts where she goes off on tangents for pages, before reverting back to her original line of thinking. But at the end of the book, I really felt like I had sat down and had a conversation with her, albeit a one-sided one. So with that in mind, I would recommend this book if you've ever found her interesting.
September 11, 2014
Hamstrung by homespun digressions about long-lost relatives and riddled with off-putting inside jokes, this autobiography is a testament to the immensity of Tallulah's ego. This is fine; she was famous for it. But it's a little much. I feel like if her authorial intent was to cement her immortality, she succeeded: the book of her life never ended because I never finished it. Bravo, Tallulah!
July 15, 2010
This was a fascinating read, not a scholarly bio but interesting to read about a gal who hails from the south and becomes a name on the entertainment and social set in NYC. Who could not be fascinated by a woman named Tallulah Bankhead?
May 10, 2016
Divine, witty, magnificent, funny, amusing, unputdownable, clever, contradictory, honest, straight, candid, dahling, raw, exposed, fabulous, entertaining, rich, brainy - all at once and more...a book a simple name: Tallulah
August 1, 2010
Told as if she's at a cocktail party and sharing stories. Some funny stuff. She manages to be somewhat self-effacing. Tough job for an actress.
September 8, 2010
This was first published in 1952 and went into another edition in 1953 and I think 1957. I read it in 1957.
March 10, 2023
tallulah bankhead referring to herself as tallulah the indestructible was very real of her
September 1, 2022
"It's not the man, but the legend that grows up around them", or whatever the quote was. In the same queer, lesbian, androgynous, slutty, defying "proper" societal places for women cohort as Marlene Dietrich, Zelda Fitzgerald (my favorite historical figure) and Josephine Baker, Tallulah was a pretty fascinating person. I mostly found her sporadic decision making and money spending interesting. She was pretty mild on herself in the book for drug use, alcohol, and sex. There is the caveat that the book was written in the 1960's, pre-sexual revolution, so she might have been on a legacy building, use innuendo and class phase of life when writing this. Or, it's entirely possible that her mild, but open, 'misbehavior' was shocking enough for the time that it was scandalous on it's own. She spoke very little of same sex relationships, though she was known to have them.
My favorite aspect of the book was her unwillingness to compromise to the gender and social norms of the time, to become a good and faithful wife by giving up her lifestyle and genuine way of being. While describing her stance on this, she has this beautiful, strong, and incredibly progressive piece on page 313....
"I'm too opinionated, too consuming and demanding a person, to abide by domestic house rules. Those within my sphere of influence are likely to suffer if long exposed. The brave will revolt, the timid crumble. Where would that leave me? That's why I shun permanent attachments, that's why my romantic life is a paradox. The men for whom I have the greatest respect could not long condone my excesses. Those who could would only gain my scorn." Chef's kiss, dahling.
My favorite aspect of the book was her unwillingness to compromise to the gender and social norms of the time, to become a good and faithful wife by giving up her lifestyle and genuine way of being. While describing her stance on this, she has this beautiful, strong, and incredibly progressive piece on page 313....
"I'm too opinionated, too consuming and demanding a person, to abide by domestic house rules. Those within my sphere of influence are likely to suffer if long exposed. The brave will revolt, the timid crumble. Where would that leave me? That's why I shun permanent attachments, that's why my romantic life is a paradox. The men for whom I have the greatest respect could not long condone my excesses. Those who could would only gain my scorn." Chef's kiss, dahling.
May 17, 2020
** 3 stars **
This was a mostly entertaining memoir from the fiery, larger-than-life personality that was Tallulah Bankhead. While the autobiography is mostly structured in traditional chronological order from childhood to present (Bankhead was around 50 when the book was published), there are a number of random asides throughout and later chapters that could have benefited from editing. Bankhead also fails to explain the significance of figures throughout, expecting her audience to understand her references, and while I was familiar with most (though not all) of the people she mentions, again, some further editing would have been useful to clarify who everyone was, especially for those not familiar with major actors and actresses from the 1920s and 30s. The book drags in some places, especially when Bankhead quotes at length from reviews or letters written to her. By the end, I was happy to wrap it up because, while entertaining and characteristically acerbic and witty in places, she has clearly bought into the myth of her own legend, which is somewhat ironic considering that many people today are unfamiliar with her due to her primary work in the theater - a visceral, immediate experience that is rarely captured for posterity.
This was a mostly entertaining memoir from the fiery, larger-than-life personality that was Tallulah Bankhead. While the autobiography is mostly structured in traditional chronological order from childhood to present (Bankhead was around 50 when the book was published), there are a number of random asides throughout and later chapters that could have benefited from editing. Bankhead also fails to explain the significance of figures throughout, expecting her audience to understand her references, and while I was familiar with most (though not all) of the people she mentions, again, some further editing would have been useful to clarify who everyone was, especially for those not familiar with major actors and actresses from the 1920s and 30s. The book drags in some places, especially when Bankhead quotes at length from reviews or letters written to her. By the end, I was happy to wrap it up because, while entertaining and characteristically acerbic and witty in places, she has clearly bought into the myth of her own legend, which is somewhat ironic considering that many people today are unfamiliar with her due to her primary work in the theater - a visceral, immediate experience that is rarely captured for posterity.
December 27, 2023
As we all know, brevity is the soul of wit. Alas, in this memoir Miss Bankhead's wit is somewhat drowned in a sea of excess verbiage. That long-windedness might be due to the age in which it was written (1951 was, after all, closer to the age of Dickens than it is to today), but of course with Tallulah it might have been the result of dictating the text while high on cocaine. Of course the authoress is immensely likable and it's still quite amusing in parts. Do be prepared, though, for the dropping of many names meaningless to anyone but centenarians. On finishing the book one can't help but wish Miss Bankhead had survived into the 1970s when she could have written a sequel that did more than just hint at her "ambisextrous" affairs.
June 24, 2017
Written in the 50s she didn't admit to much! She mentioned once using cocaine and heroine, but nothing at all about her sexuality, (or Bea and not much about the plays she did with Bea). Instead she focused a lot on her early life. It was an interesting read, but not as amusing or as interesting as her reputation would lead me to expect. There seemed to be too much focus on putting the record straight and counteracting the legend around her, without much about what she was doing. But still useful and I'm glad I did read it.
September 4, 2021
Tallulah telling it. Telling tales of her life, but being a lady about it. You will have to go elsewhere if you want the dirt. Packed with wit, insight and incisive observations on life, love, characters and scenes. Who else has had Lawrence of Arabia jump on his bike to buy cigarettes for them?
Tallulah sums herself up with these lines: Personality has something to do with inner fire, competitive spirit, defiance of the norm, solo effort, showmanship, in the ability to transform a liability into an asset. Tallulah Bankhead, Tallulah: my autobiography, (London: V. Gollancz, 1952), 262
Tallulah sums herself up with these lines: Personality has something to do with inner fire, competitive spirit, defiance of the norm, solo effort, showmanship, in the ability to transform a liability into an asset. Tallulah Bankhead, Tallulah: my autobiography, (London: V. Gollancz, 1952), 262
December 21, 2021
Full disclosure: I skimmed the last three chapters - I just couldn't maintain interest! I think this is a book that would have benefited from the audiobook treatment featuring the author. As it is, the litany of mostly forgotten show business and political names made the book hard to connect with in the 21st century. I could tell that Tallulah had a lot of spirit and sass, which was fun. Her love of the Confederacy was pretty off-putting, but I suppose it's excusable considering her era and heritage.
July 8, 2020
A very entertaining memoir, be forewarned that Talullah was born in 1902 and this book was published in 1952 so there are a few moments of racially insensitive remarks that no one could get away with these days, which is the case sometimes when reading a book from another era. She was a pip, that's for sure.
May 15, 2019
I am about to swear off reading personal stories as they have been so disappointing. I struggled to read and finish this book. There were interesting parts but I had a terrrible time staying focused. I completed this book because I had bought the book.
October 3, 2019
What a grand lady and a great dame. Her larger than life personality flies off the page and most of her insights are spot on. She knew who her persona was and what it represented and that really impressed me, along with her vulnerabilty and sharing her insecurities.
September 11, 2021
If you love Tallulah like I love Tallulah, it's just fun to have a book with her face on the cover. The book is clearly edited to be a promotional piece. I am guessing that it started out, or could have been, much more candid. Still, it was a bit of fun. May she live on in our hearts, dahlings.
November 13, 2024
Not the most attention grabbing autobiography like I thought it might be. Bored at times since it was so dated I didn’t know who she was talking about half the time. Maybe a bio would be a juicier read?
October 6, 2025
This is a great book based on my potential cousin Tallulah Bankhead who didn’t give a fuck about what anyone else thinks of her in the past and the future of the modern age of the Bankhead family dynamic!
October 12, 2018
A book written with honesty, yet not by a person well versed in writing. Still good to go back in time with her commenting on her adventures.
October 6, 2020
I enjoy her witty, old-school way of telling stories but I know Tallulah Bankhead has more dirt than this...
June 7, 2025
Up there with Errol Flynn's autobiography as one of the best-written pieces of bullsh*t ever published by a performer about themselves. And I mean that as a compliment.
July 18, 2025
an auto biography to read if you want to know the truth(possibly)and skip all salacious biographies on the actress.
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