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If… then what?

Let me start by saying this post is my political opinion. I have so many friends (and a husband) who view politics differently than me. And I love and respect each of them– and their opinions. (Hi babe!! Hey Kristie!!)

I’m so confused by “the worlds” fascination with providing Donald Trump had an affair and that he is a racist. He IS racist and he probably has had multiple affairs. So– if “we” prove it– then what??

What is the end game with proving these types of “allegations?” I don’t care if we sleeps with half the world. I don’t need any other “alternative fact” to prove that {in my opinion} he IS racist.

Let’s put more focus on what WE as a nation want to happen and less on proving he paid off a Lady to keep quiet. Who cares? That takes me to Bill Clinton (❤️❤️❤️❤️). He admitted it. Okay it took some coaxing but he admitted it. Then what???

Why do we try so hard as a nation, in our friendships, in our marriages, to get that “I told you so” moment? When did proving someone wrong become more important than the bigger picture??

I don’t like Donald Trump. I don’t like what’s happening in our world. I want to throw a tantrum and cry out “IT WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY!” 😭😭 But that solves nothing. Proving Donald Trump is a racist won’t do anything. Didn’t we already know that?

I don’t know people. I don’t like what’s going on in our world one bit. It’s sad. We’ve lost sight of the big picture and we are wrapped up in being right and have lost our direction.

Thoughts?

Thanks for reading,

Cara Roxanne

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The day it happened!

I. Met. Hillary. Clinton.

I bought my ticket. Drove to Little Rock and waited in line for 3 hours.

All the emotions were going on simultaneously. Excited. Nervous. Thrilled. Scared. Talkative. Tongue tied. It was such a rush!

As I stood in line I kept thinking of what I wanted to say. I wanted to say so much… I needed her to hear me say how sorry I was that things turned out the way they did. I desperately wanted to share the pain I felt on November 8th and beyond… I wanted to know how inspired she made me feel! But I also wanted to be somewhat memorable. I had every reason to believe she would hear those things over and over…

So I told her I was sorry for what I said when I met her back in the early 90’s. My choir was singing at an event in Little Rock in which the First Lady and First Daughter (is that a thing?) would be attending. Hillary came up to my choir after it was over and said to me “what a beautiful voice you have!” I looked at the lady in a red pant suit with a pony tail AND a headband in her head and said “thank you. But my parents didn’t vote for your husband.” She smiled, kinda laughed and said “well– that’s okay!”

So as it’s my turn to walk up to the table I am prepared for my spill. She looked up and smiled, asked my name and shook my hand. She held my hand the whole time we spoke. She laughed after my story and said “well you shouldn’t feel bad for that.” She asked if I was still singing , released my hand, and I told her “Thank you for inspiring me to do more.” She smiled, said thank you and as I began to walk away she said “it was nice to meet you Cara(pronounced correctly) and I love your shirt.”

Best. Moment. Ever.

2017 will ALWAYS and forever bring fond memories.

Thanks for reading!

For now,

Cara Roxanne

My “Thank You” to Hillary Rodham Clinton

It’s a long shot… but maybe somehow she CAN see this letter.

Madam Secretary,

Before I say anything, I owe you an apology. You probably wouldn’t remember, but I met you back in 1992. You and Chelsea came to the {then} Excelsior Hotel in Little Rock, AR. I was in 2nd grade and my choir had been asked to sing at an event you were attending. I’m sorry to say that I don’t know why exactly you were there. {Surely the fact that I was so young excuses me on this}. What I remember was my choir singing a few songs for you, one of which I had the solo in. When it was over, you were standing by the door greeting guests as they left. You bent down to greet some of my classmates and then looked at me. You walked over to me and said “And what a pretty voice you have, young lady.” I smiled as I observed you in a red suit with a black headband and a pony tail. <Here’s where the apology comes in> I looked at you and said “Thank you but my parents didn’t vote for your husband.”

*Face Palm*

You didn’t change anything about your face or your posture. You simply smiled and semi-laughed and said “Well that’s ok.”

I got in some trouble for that comment. My choir teacher over heard and when we made the trip back to Arkadelphia to be picked up by our parents, my teacher told my mom. She was so embarrassed and reminded me “You don’t have to say everything you know!”

I can’t say that we got into a political discussion on the way home, but I can say that you made quite the impression on me. I have many women in my life that I have always been able to look up to and admire, but in that brief moment, you made a lasting impact on me.

Flash forward many moons and here we are. I write this from my middle class home on my middle class couch while my husband and I stream from the CBS app to our tv the show “Madam Secretary.” I have heard you were part of the inspiration behind this show, by the way.  I sit here with a flood of emotions as I try to digest what has happened over the past year. If I feel this way, I can’t even begin to fathom how you feel.

Please know this: You fought hard and we couldn’t be more proud of you!

You listened when we talked. You heard our hearts. You cared about what the American people were saying. You kept your head held high when it would have been easier to just not show up. You inspired me through your courage to stand tall through many tough situations. You kept it classy when your opponent couldn’t even define that word. You represented ME and so many others like me.

You lit a fire in me that hasn’t gone out. You inspired me to get involved in my community in hopes of making a difference. You have given me a clear picture of what it means to “never give up.” You have helped me to see my worth as a woman and to hold myself to a different standard. It is because of YOU, Madam Secretary, that I, the person who has gone on record in saying the phrase “History is boring”, is now spending time doing something I should have done a LONG time ago- understand our country’s history. You have inspired me to do so many things I can’t even put into words. I feel like the fire you lit inside of me through your determination, your dignity and your poise, is something that may change the course of my life.

I was inspired when I read your book “Hard Choices” three years ago… and I have been inspired every single time I watched you on a debate or an interview. I cried happy tears when you spoke at the DNC last summer. My husband and I were on vacation in Mexico when you walked on stage to give your speech accepting the nomination. With the patio door open and the cool Puerto Vallarta breeze coming in, I sat on the edge of our bed and cried through smiles as you vivaciously accepted the nomination. Our friends laughed when got back home and I told them that watching YOU on tv was the best part of vacation.

I admire you for so many things, Secretary Clinton, but most of all I admire you for your heart. From debates on tv to watching you live in Little Rock two years ago at the Democratic Convention dinner, I become so inspired from hearing you speak. Please don’t stop speaking. Things ended poorly and I am beyond disappointed, but if I thought this has silenced you for good, I would be heartbroken.

Please get back out there! Your “God given talent” is to inspire, and you do it so well. You truly have inspired me to “Never stop believing that fighting for what’s right is worth it.” And I KNOW that what is right is for you to continue the good fight. Somehow, in some capacity, I beg of you please continue to fight.

And to you, Madam Secretary, I humbly say… thank you.

With much respect,

Cara Roxanne Matthews

If you don’t get the March… 

I understand that many people are confused about the March that happened this weekend. I can understand your confusion to a certain point. The way I see it is if I do not understand something I try to seek out information so that I can understand it. So many people would rather just say “I don’t understand something” and judge something without trying to understand it. Let me see if I can break this down for you.

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A few things I want to point out first

#1- I did not go to the March this weekend.It was not because I did not want to, but because I had to work. If I did not have to work I would’ve been at the one here in Little Rock, Arkansas.

#2- While I personally believe that the March was a great way for many people to voice their concern and to come together as a unified body, I also think there are other things that could have been done and should be done.

Here is what happened in MY opinion and from MY perspective. Don’t attack me or start a war with me. I’m not saying that I have everything 100% correct and I definitely don’t have things accurate from your perspective, but these are the way that I see things and how I try to explain it to people that have asked me what the heck is going on with this March.

1- We {women} almost shattered the glass ceiling. We almost had Hillary Rodham Clinton as the first female president in the history of the United States of America. And by almost had it I mean she had more votes than our current president Donald Trump. For many women, having a female president doesn’t really mean anything to them and they don’t see the value in having a female president. But for many of us it was all we could live, think, breath we almost had Hillary Rodham Clinton as the first female president in the history of the United States of America. And by almost had it I mean she had more votes than our current president Donald Trump. For many women, having a female president doesn’t really mean anything to them and they don’t see the value in having a female president. But for many of us it was all we could live, think, breathe, and pray about for months. Women have yet to be represented in this country by female president while so many other countries have already made that leap into having females in the highest power in their country. We almost had it and it didn’t happen. And I don’t want to leave out the part about how much people like Hillary Clinton. (Many) Women in this world connected with her and felt like she was the perfect female to lead our country as the very first woman president of the United States of America.

2- so now you have a lot of people in this country (I’m talking women here) Who are devastated and heartbroken over the fact that we were this close to having a female president and it did not happen. And now these heartbroken individuals have a president elect who has talked so poorly of women and has used vulgar and derogatory terms to describe women. We have had to hear our now president Donald Trump talk about how when you have power and money you can grope a woman if you want to.

3- now you have to look at the fact that the new president wants to stop Planned Parenthood and is being very vocal about what he thinks should happen to women who choose to have an abortion. I’m not going into my personal beliefs on this matter in this particular post, but this is a factor that played into this March that took place. If you are not pro-choice, you may be blind sided to the good (non abortion) aspects of Planned Parenthood. I’m not saying it’s perfect and I’m not saying changes shouldn’t be made to the funding process. But don’t lose sight of the good because you don’t like the bad.

4- “Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.” That’s one way to put it but my papa Joe always said “the right nothing meaner than a mean woman.” I believe that’s true 🙂 if you want to make a mistake and be miserable, any man knows all you have to do is make a woman mad. Every single man in the world knows that. Yet Donald Trump managed to make a large portion of the females in this country very angry.

In case that got too wordy or you did not follow what I was saying I’m going to break it down very small for you.

1. We like Hillary

2. She almost won. She was so so close to being the first female president.

3. She lost to a man who talked about using power to be able to do anything he wants to towards a woman.

4. He decided to take on PP and was vocal about his thoughts on birth control not being free, abortion being jail worthy, and made comments about a woman “being on her.. whatever”

5. All of the above made women mad and they chose to band together in protest. Mad women can take over the world! <or at least try>

I understand that you still may not get it. And I don’t know that I’m the person that could explain it to you. I also think that if you are pro trump you may never get it. And that’s OK. That’s the thing here people, we don’t have to get one another fully to be respectful and to be kind. I’m not quite sure how many times I have to mention in my blog that my husband and I are on opposite sides of the party lines. That being said, thankfully, he did not vote for Donald Trump. But he is a Republican through and through. We are married, have a wonderful marriage, have a great conversation and so much fun together and we do not disrespect each other. So when I put something on Facebook that I find humorous and someone comment something tacky I can’t help but wonder “what is their problem”?

Live in harmony. If you aren’t for the March, please don’t March. If you are for the March, March your ass off. If you are anti-protest please do not protest anything. If you are for protesting then please protest with all of your might and give it 100%. If you are not for abortion please do not have an abortion. If you are not for taking birth control by all means please do not take it. If you do not understand something and it literally keeps you up at night I ask you wholeheartedly to please seek out the information that you need to gain an understanding. And remember this… understanding something doesn’t mean you change your personal opinion. When people can grasp that an understanding of something does not mean that your mind has to be changed we can truly begin to love each other the way we are called to do. Whether you believe in God or you do not, you need to be kind and loving to your neighbor. And I am the worlds biggest smart elec but please do not take the word neighbor and tell me you live out in the country. You know what that phrase means and you know that means to simply be kind to each other.

That’s why people were mad enough to march. If it doesn’t seem like enough to you then it’s probably a good thing you didn’t go.

My letter to Donald Trump

Dear Mr. (almost) President,

I am writing you from the same place I sat on November 8th of 2016. The place where I sat in full faith that your opponent, Hillary Rodham Clinton, would be announced as the first female President elect. I have sat here in hope, in heartbreak, in rage, and now with determination.

You had quite the agenda when you began your race towards the White House. Because you crossed the finish line and won the prize, my agenda has become quite longer.

I did not vote you, as I am sure you have figured that out by now. I laughed at you [nearly] every step of the way. If I wasn’t laughing at you, I was disgusted by you. And insulted many times as well.

I am insulted by the way you spoke of women. [even if the words were from the past]

I am insulted by the way you spoke of minorities.

I am insulted by the way you mocked those with special needs.

I am insulted by the way you made a mockery of democracy, of our policies and procedures, and the way you handled yourself at the debate.

You insulted me many times over.

You do not stand for anything that I stand for. In fact, you are the complete opposite of a person I would want to know, hang around, or have any amount of respect for… yet somehow, you are my next President.

I {apparently} am a millennial. Not the type of millennial that you see on tv walking around rioting the outcome of the election, but a millennial nonetheless. I am so tired of the blanket statements that have been used to describe “us”. Guess what? I work, I am an educated person,I am currently in the process of earning my master’s degree,I take care of my family in the best way that I can without depending on a hand-out, and I do all of this while so passionately caring about the country I live and respecting the differences that we all hold.

I do not believe that you will do half of the things that you said you would while on the campaign trail. You have already recanted many of those things {abortion, health care, imprisoning HRC} and I suspect the list of “things” that got you elected will continue to disappear into thin air. I do not believe for one second that you thought you actually stood a chance of winning the Presidency… but here we are. You are now realizing that this job is “for real” and not a reality tv show, and we {the American people -those that voted for you and those who did not} are all watching as you wake up to the fact that you are our next President. I suspect you are in over your head and that you are now gravely aware of that fact. It doesn’t matter that I knew that all along…. what matters is that we are where we are.

I do not like you. Honestly- I don’t like anything about you. I think you are rude, crude, and I often refer to you as a pin-ball. You DO tend to bounce all over the place and change your stance and views based on where you are. This is not a game, unfortunately. You cannot turn the cameras off and go home. Here we are… Mr. (almost) President. Here we are.

It’s probably not nice that I say I don’t like you {Forgive me for being blunt} since I do not know you well. But, what I do know about you are the things that you have chosen to show the world. {I pray this is an act!} What you have chosen to show the American people (somehow) got you elected and that frightens me to my core. First impressions matter, Mr. Trump. Please remember that when you sit across the tables from leaders of countries from the around the world. Please think before you speak, breathe, count to 10 or whatever works for you to stay calm. I humbly ask you to listen to the advisers that know far more about policies and procedures that are in place than you could ever know. Seek out wise counsel. Find a mentor. And keep it cool. Please! If you speak to others the way you spoke to Hillary Clinton during the debates, then we are ALL in grave danger!

I don’t have a choice in the matter. The electoral college spoke and vetoed the majority of the American population. YOU are our next President. Please learn to be respectful, calm, and mindful of others. Keep in mind that we were not all born on a silver platter and drank out of a gold bottle. Some of us are just regular, middle-class, hard working individuals who love God, our families, and a good show on Netflix. We would like to continue enjoying life’s simple pleasures while resting assured that our Commander in Chief has America’s best interest at heart… no matter how deep and wide their pocketbooks are.

Do some research into Planned Parenthood and the good they provide to women all over America. Meet a Hispanic person who works hard, pays taxes, and is studying for their Citizenship test. Spend time with a group of strong, powerful, intelligent women who want to see women and minorities continue to fight adversity and become EQUALS. Visit rural communities across this nation and “get your hands dirty” while visiting individuals living in poverty and pain and have NOT been offered the same chances to advance that you were offered. And don’t visit that place by way of your private jet. Ride in a car. Feel the bumps in the road. See the poverty first hand. Spend some time learning how to be “regular.”

I will go. There’s nothing more to say, Mr. (Future) President. I wish you well. I will respect the position of POTUS as I believe it is a very admirable and respectable position to hold. I do not trust you, but I would love for you to change my mind. I fear your choices will cause anguish among so many people, but I pray you prove me wrong. Keep an open mind and try your hardest to see the “BIG PICTURE” if you would, please.

Heartbroken but hopeful,

Cara Roxanne Matthews

Clinton House Museum 

Because my husband is so wonderful… I got to stop by The Clinton House Museum yesterday.

My husband had to go to Fayetteville for business and I tagged along. My best friend lives there (what what) and I never pass up a chance to see her. It just so happens that her wedding is in 2 months and I still needed to find my bridesmaid dress. It was one of those “win win” trips!!
After a few days of the hubs working, me shopping and girl talking, it was time to head home. It was freezing cold, snowing and we were starving. Finally I decided what I wanted to eat so we prepared to take the next exit.
Wait what???? “Babe- that sign says The Clinton House Museum is on this exit.”

Hubs: “On it”

He hunted it down and in the freezing cold, let me walk around, take some pics, and stand in awe! 

This is my favorite picture for many reasons. First of all, it’s funny. Second of all, it’s so NOT how things really are. Lastly, people think this is how it is!

Here’s the deal– my husbands a republican {GASP}. People assume because we are on different sides of the spectrum that he simply endures things like this. Clearly he would not have stopped there on his own. He did it for me. But ya know what? The Clinton’s are from Arkansas!! That is our home state. We are proud that we have the Clinton’s and Walmart. (Outside of that we have: the rebel flag, toothless individuals, mullets, and Huckabee) We are proud of our State and the positive attributes it has to offer. This picture has become our “go to” when it involves something Clinton or Democrat. But the truth is… this photo couldn’t be further from the truth. He thought the house was cool too. He thinks its cool that they taught at our beloved U of A, and he thinks its cool that I love the Clinton’s.

Worth the stop for sure. They {Bill and Hill} have come so far. From the tiny house across from the U of A, to the White House… they have had amazing careers. I stand in awe.

That’s just simply how it is,

Roxy

 

 

**Side note– the “featured image” at the top…. I WAS THERE !!!!! That’s a photo I borrowed off of Goggle but I was there that night!! what what?!?!?!**

Pizza Party on Fridays…

“And if you vote for me, I will make sure we have a pizza party EVERY Friday in the teachers lounge.”

I was in 5th grade. I just freaking wanted to be student council president. I was all set to win. The odds were in my favor. And then- the candidate I ran against busted out the “pizza party on Fridays” line and he won. I was devastated. I remember telling my mom through tears “Don’t people realize he can’t do that??”

I DESPISE BLANKET STATEMENTS.

DISCLAIMER–**But, for the sake of my blog I am not going to qualify each thing I say. I am qualifying it now. {As I have done in previous posts} I understand that every Republican/Conservative in the world does not feel this way and does not like who our President Elect is. HEAR ME WHEN I SAY THAT. I will use blanket statements for the sake of this blog, and my posts, but I in no way think that everyone shares the same feelings as other members of their respective parties. **

You just voted for the pizza party.

And it ain’t going to happen.

  1. You think you finally have a President that “hears you”. With all sincerity I say to people that feel this way… “HUH?” I mean I get it. I always think people who have never lived my lifestyle, don’t know anything about middle class America, and don’t even know where my state is, MUST be the type of person to “hear me” when I talk. (Where’s the emoji with the eyes looking up in a sarcastic way when you need it?)
  2. “But he’s going to stand for what I stand for! He’s going to get rid of gay marriage and abortion!” WRONG. He doesn’t have that power and 2 days after he was elected he recanted doing anything about either of those. He’s not building a wall either.
  3. “He’s not taking a salary! I mean come on guys, that is so admirable. Hillary totally would have taken a salary.” Ummm— he’s not taking a salary- good for him. He’s just going to cost America more in secret service/guards/protection than any president in history due to the fact that his family is not embracing the White House and he is said himself that he does not want to be there “full time.” Yes kudos for not taking the salary. {Gosh I need that emoji again}
  4. “The stock market has already gone up since the day he was elected!” Yep. And so have gas prices.

 

Enjoy your pizza.

Why IS my heart so broken?

I have spent all week trying to put into words why my heart is SO broken over this election. I may not have it ALL figured out, but I think now I can speak my mind at least to some degree.

 1. I personally LOVE Hillary.

Sure, she has made her fair share of mistakes. She deleted emails. And hear me say– that was WRONG. That couldn’t be more wrong. Not only did she delete them, but she KNEW better. It was kind of as if she was saying “the rules don’t apply to me.” I don’t like that. She knew better. She shouldn’t have done that. But let’s move on now… I have respect for her. She gave her adult life to making a difference. She made a difference while being the First Lady of Arkansas, she made a difference while being the First Lady of our country, and she made a difference as Secretary of State. Her accomplishments are endless. She has self-lessly (and probably at times self-ISH-ly) given of her time, her money, and her ability to make things happen. For that- my admiration is so strong.

2. The thought of a woman President made me giddy.

It’s time, y’all! It’s freaking time! We have had some amazing men run this country. Now I can say we have had men of different races run our country. What about a woman? It’s just time! It’s time to bring a female perspective to the way our country is ran. It is time to have a woman be in the highest position in this country. It IS time! I am proud to be a woman. I am proud of the differences I have because of having the nurturing, yet sometimes, emotional, traits that a woman possesses. I am STILL proud to be a woman, but America, it IS time for a woman to be President of the United States of America. I remember about 4 years ago when I told my daughter she could be anything she wanted to be. She went through a list of things: veterinarian, teacher, astronaut, and I replied yes to all of them. I looked at her and said “You could even be the President of the United States if you wanted to be.” She looked at me with her big eyes and said “I can’t do that mommy… that’s a man’s job.” I wanted to be able to tell her Wednesday that it had just happened- a woman had just been elected to run our country. And instead I had to explain how Donald Trump would [attempt] to run our country. I was ready to rewrite history. Don’t get me wrong- we are rewriting alright…just not in the way I had hoped.

Two years ago I posted a photo on my Facebook page. It was a photo of a bumper sticker had just gotten in the mail (from joining Emily’s List) and it said “A Woman’s Place is in the White House.” I was so proud of that! Someone I know well commented and said “No- a woman’s place is in the kitchen.” This was not said in gist. This same person replied to another similar photo this week where I had mentioned how I truly hoped in my lifetime I would see a female run our country. His response “I hope it’s not in mine.” This is yet another reason why I am so convinced that IT IS TIME for a female to run our country. These small minded, misogynous, attitudes have got to be put in their place!

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3. America IS great. (in my opinion)

We don’t need to make it great “again” as Trump so loudly and proudly proclaimed (while wearing a hate made from China, I might add). America IS great! We aren’t the best at everything we do. We are behind is health care and education (and probably more areas) but we ARE a great country. We don’t need to go back in time and make changes to send us back in time… we are great NOW.

4. Donald Trump is an embarrassment to human beings. (in my opinion)

Donald Trump is NOT a man of character. He is NOT a man of faith. He is NOT a man I would want around my child. He is NOT the type of person I want in my life… let alone the type of man I want running this country. He has offended men (by insinuating that all men talk the way he was speaking on that video), he has offended women by degrading and insulting us by speaking of women as if we are “sex objects”, he has offended special needs individuals, he has offended individuals of other races and orientations. He has blanketed Hispanics as being “rapists” and “murderers” and has chosen a running mate that believes in therapy that can be used to “fix” homosexuals. Y’all- I am embarrassed.

5. I believe in having an open mind and an open heart.

I believe with all of my heart that Jesus loves all of us. He loves those of us who are of different races, backgrounds, SES, religions and sexual orientations. I don’t believe that we have to “celebrate” all of these differences (parades, special days, etc) but we DO have to love them. For me, when a President shows discrimination against minority groups, he is NOT loving them and he is not being open minded to those that are different from him. I believe that making a choice for someone else is wrong.

There will be more.. but for now, this is what I can digest and ponder on. This has been such a hard week. I’m exhausted, and i’m pressing on. The mourning is starting to end and the fire has been lit. I don’t like what I see in our Nation. I can’t just sit back and say “I wish people knew {fill in the blank}”. I have to make SURE that they know! Hillary- your inspiration has been passed on to a generation of women who are fed up and fired up. This is OUR fight song!

With much inspiration, sincerity, and love,

Roxy

8 minutes…8 months

I lost a bet during the 2nd debate

I had bet Donald Trump could make it 15 minutes being a “normal” person.

He made it 8 minutes.

8 whole minutes! He made it 8 minutes before the bantering, disrespectful, misogynous, attitude came out. I lost $10 dollars.

When it comes to Donald Trump being president, I have told my husband he could make it 8 months. 8 whole months before he gives up, says he quits, and realizes the enormous position that being President is. I give him 8 months. I want to note that I said that long before Hillary Clinton lost the election. I have said this for months now.

Today an article was posted on The Washington Post that Trump has already announced he doesn’t want to live at the White House full time.  He has ALREADY said this and he hasn’t even become the next President. I cannot understand this mind set. It’s insane. And therefore– I give him 8 months before he is ready to throw in the towel.

I pray I am wrong, but fear I am right.

8 minutes. Mark my words.

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Roxy

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