Ho ho howdy folkses! Welcome to Day Six of our Twelve Days of Shitmas celebration for 2023!  From Day Five's wholesome American West, with its aw-shucks frontier scamps and all its tastefully restrained rootin', tootin' and shapely sharp shootin' we turn our attention to the Far East and the sushi-loving, saki-sucking Land of the Rising Sun for a vintage slice of kimyona. It's a brain-boggling, sense-assaulting, creature-crazy Christmas special with a serious Halloween hangover, full to overflowing with the special kind of wild and wacky weirdness that only a Japanese tokusatsu can provide.

An excremental exhalation of tumescent terrificness.

We're posting a brand-new review of a Christmas special every other day beginning December 3rd, and culminating in what we consider the worst of the bunch on Christmas morning. I began my fruitful association with Million Monkey Theater back in 2017, and celebrated my first Shitmas two years later, but my fascination with the Christmas season and its dissonant mix of high holiness, rampant consumerism and half-remembered pagan rituals goes all the way back to my early childhood, when the first ripples of spiritual doubt and the first troubling awareness of religious hypocrisy crept into my tiny mind, heart and evening prayers.

Indeed, The Twelve Days of Shitmas was not my first crass and opportunistic attempt to cash in on a holiday I had cynically given up on by the age of seven. Back in 2015 I had an idea for a Christmas-themed horror miniseries, which I envisioned as the beginning of an annually recurring franchise. Set in the 1980's, it involved a secret government lab where a reckless experiment tears a hole in the fabric of reality, creating a gateway into the quantum dimension where Santa Claus, his elves and his reindeer live. A rag-tag group of quirky-yet-relatable 80's kids join a mysterious, nameless girl with telekinetic powers in exploring this new and wondrous realm, but they soon discover that Santa is actually a psychic vampire who feeds on the financial anxiety of parents who've gone into debt trying to fulfil their children's Christmas wishes.

I pitched my idea to several production houses where it was favorably received, and by June of 2016 I'd been offered a development deal for the project, which I'd tentatively titled Manger Things. On July 15th, just a few days before I was to fly out to Los Angeles to sign the contract, the first series of Stranger Things debuted on Netflix and became an instant, runaway hit. The similarities between my original treatment and the Duffer Brothers' now-famous program were not lost on the suits at the studio, who suggested we retool Manger Things into a direct parody of their meteoric hit, but I refused to cheapen or dilute my vision, and the development deal fell through.

It was a bitter disappointment, but I'm not one to let a setback keep me down. A year later I chanced into this sweet position here at Million Monkey Theater and eventually got to create a whole new holiday around my own quirky and mildly toxic personality. Plus, I get to watch all these shitty specials every year...and that's way better than fame, fortune, a mansion in Beverly Hills and all the busty young starlets I could possibly eat.


I've said it before and I'll say it again: When it comes to bringing the weird, Japan never disappoints. Our connection to this fascinating country and its wonderful, idiosyncratic media runs deep in our roots here at Million Monkey Theater, emerging as we did from the ashes of a long-defunct Godzilla fan site and slowly, inexorably evolving into the shameful affront to taste and decency you're reading today. The Japanese genre selections in our Review Archive are legion, from Founder Nate's very first article featuring an in-depth critical summary of Godzilla 2000 (1999) in 2003 to CEO/Grand Poo-Bah Pam's review of the half-forgotten sci-fi drama Gorath (1962) published in 2021, and a plethora of other Japanese kaiju, sci-fi and fantasy titles we've explored in between.

Shitmas has certainly not been spared this Nippo-madness, with Japanese specials included in our celebrations during each of the past three years. The first and best of these was Ultraman Taro: The Ultra Christmas Tree (1991), which featured as Day Four in 2020. Ultraman (1966, beginning as Ultra Q, w/sequels and revivals to present) was my first exposure to the strange aesthetics and bent logic of Japanese tokusastu (special effects) programs, but it wasn't the only example of the genre playing on my local Philadelpha UHF stations I rushed home from school to watch between the ages of five and seven. There were also short-lived runs of Super Robot Red Baron/Super Robot Mach Baron (1973-74 & 1974-75), Jonny Sokko and his Flying Robot (1967) and Kamen Rider (1971-73 with sequels and revivals to present) lighting up our family's laminated faux wood-tone console TV. Ultraman and Jonny Sokko made the strongest impressions on my young, malleable mind, but whether through minimal exposure or other, less tangible factors I had completely forgotten that I'd ever seen or heard of Kamen Rider until I watched the first episode of the first series on a whim a couple of years ago. Certain images in it stirred long-dormant memories, some of which I had displaced and mistakenly grafted onto my recollections of other programs, and eventually I realized I had probably seen the entirety of the debut season nearly five decades before.

Despite its consistent popularity, Kamen Rider, to my mind, lacks some of the mythic power that makes Ultraman so enduring and iconic, but that first Kamen Rider series is so deeply suffused with an earnestly odd, almost mind-bending bizarrerie it's damn near impossible not to love, and as soon as I discovered there was a Christmas episode it was inevitable that I'd eventually review it.

Grab yourself a fortifying beverage and strap into your recliners, people. Shitmas is about to get real...and really weird.

The opening theme song--which is punchy, strident and totally awesome, by the way--gives us a generous dollop of background on the premise upon which our series is predicated, and a brief interstitial voice-over sequence completes the picture so we can make what little sense there is to be made of the madness that will follow. There's an evil organization called Shocker, bent on world domination as evil organizations often are. Unlike Walmart and Amazon, that lull us into a false sense of security with low, low prices and convenient one-stop shopping, Shocker is the over-the-top, mustache-twirling, steal candy from a baby and do unspeakable experiments on them, too kind of evil, founded as it is by former Nazis who are inexplicably mostly of Japanese descent. Our hero, Takeshi Hongo, was a hapless victim of Shocker's nefarious activities. Kidnapped from his university biochemistry lab, he was techno-biologically modified by amoral scientists and turned into a jumping, kicking cyborg warrior who looks like a big silver and green bug and rides a tricked-out motorbike. He escaped before the final phase of the process, the brainwashing treatment that would have removed all morals and decency, and vowed to use his newly-acquired transhuman powers to fight the forces that had forced those powers upon him. Later Takeshi rescued his motor club pal, freelance photographer Hayato Ichimonji from the same fate, and they became a double act, hooking up with some Japan-based FBI operatives and forming an advanced team against the common enemy. Why it's the FBI rather than the CIA is not explained, but they've caught Shocker doing all kind of ethics-free, non-consensual modifications on random citizens of the abandoned quarry-filled burg in which they operate, which wreaks all kinds of havoc the Riders must then swoop in and put a stop to.

Got all that? Good. Then let's begin...

The episode opens on two stumbling drunks just barely walking home from a Christmas party booze-up, swaying and shit-faced, slurring their way through a thick-voiced, gravel-toned rendition of "Jingle Bells."

Slapstick comedy inebriation...for the kids!

As they list and lean and bemoan their sorry, self-imposed condition, one informs the other that he's got to drag himself behind some pylons and have a piss. After a moment or so of mumbling to himself, the non-pisser decides he needs a piss, too, so he heads around to join his pal, whom he finds senseless in a heap, leaning against a fence. When he pulls on the guy, thinking to wake him up, the sleepy man's eyes open and his face changes, via a two-part fade, into the titular Monstrous Wolfman who will no doubt have hosted a killer party of some sort by the episode's end.

Ya got a little schmutz on ya there, buddy.

Human Drunk tries to run, but Wolf Man Drunk leaps up and grabs him, bellows out a sassy howl, bites his neck and drops his still-warm corpse to ground, right next to the Christmas presents the poor shlub was carrying home to the family who will wait for him in vain.

Suddenly a gang of black-clad Shocker Minions leap from the surrounding darkness and circle around the now-frantic Wolfman, who proceeds to leap somersaults and use his wicked karate skills to kick their nameless minion asses one by one. After a moment or two of this senseless carnage a mock-military dude with an eyepatch appears and commands the minions not to let the Wolfman escape.

It's not just any's an evil eyepatch.

Notwithstanding this order, the Minion-mincing proceeds apace, and eventually Mock Military Dude pulls out a little plastic tube and blows it like a whistle. The odd, high-pitched sound it produces causes the Wolfman to cover his ears and fall to his knees in submission. A particularly haughty Minion offers "As you can see, sir, the wolf virus has transformed him into a wolfman!" Because MMD is so evil, he gives him a hard slap for offering this useful plot exposition.

MMD orders them to take the Wolfman guy back to the lab, because he's afraid if anyone sees him it will get back to Kamen Rider, and their plot to use drunk, sassy wolfmen to take over the world might be derailed before it begins. He orders them to get rid of Drunk Guy's corpse while they're at it, too, and as they drag the body away, one of his shoes drops off and rolls into a gutter.

As MMD readies himself to follow the minions back to HQ, he finds a little baby doll and a single red child's shoe on the ground. He arches an evil eyebrow, shrugs his evil shoulders and muses aloud that they must be gifts Human Drunk was bringing back for his child. Once he's gone, however, we see a little girl wearing one red shoe and peeking out from behind a post. I can't help but wonder why the kid is wandering alone amongst the drainage culverts in the middle of the night, but maybe letting tots out after dark to have adventures while their parents sleep is a thing in Japan. I know they do it with their cats.

He also killed a guy, but she's strangely ok with that.

Next, we cut to a nursery school, where the teachers and children are trimming a Christmas tree, giggling and chatting away like all the kidnappings and cyborgs and monsters and shit are just your standard happenings here in Tokusatsu Land. Hayato and Takeshi are there, too, shooting the Yuletide poop and putting the hooks in their shiny glass balls. We never learn what they're doing in the nursery school, but I have several theories I'd like to share.

A: It's court-ordered community service stemming from collateral property damage from their frequent kick-fights with Shocker's cyborg monsters.

B: Hayato is hot for the mousey-cute teacher with the ponytail.

C: This week's plot requires it.

I have my suspicions, but I'll leave you to make your own conclusions.

Takeshi: Kamen Rider 1.

Hayato: Kamen Rider 2.

Takeshi comment that they're all good kids and he's sure Santa will bring them lots of presents, but one kid excitedly offers that he'd much rather meet the Kamen Rider than Santa Claus, because Santa's just a big fat guy with elevated glucose levels and probably gout, but Kamen Rider is a lean, mean, monster-ass-kicking machine who looks like a buff praying mantis on steroids. Takeshi and Hayato exchange a meaningful glance, and Hayato says "Maybe Brother Taki can bring him by for you." The mousey-hot Teacher with the ponytail bats her eyelashes and asks Hayato if he they should really be making such a bold promise, but he assures her he won't let the kids be disappointed.

"Sure...and I have another promise for you in my pants!"

Takeshi asks where a particular little girl named Kumi is, and Mousey Teacher says she's sick in bed with a sudden fever she contracted overnight. No doubt wanting to impress his crush, Hayato goes to visit the kid, tucks her in and asking how she's feeling. Kumi immediately blurts out about the brazen theft of her doll by the monstrous wolfman. He humors her for a bit, saying maybe she'll get a new doll from Santa, but she gives him the stink-eye, saying she knows he thinks she's lying, just like everyone else in this Godforsaken hell hole, but swears what she's saying is true. She begs him to please get the doll back for her.

We cut away to Shocker headquarters where the Mock Military Guy is examining the doll in question.

"If only it were anatomically correct, I would add it to my collection."

MMG realizes the doll is old and well-used and ditches his original theory that it was a gift Human Drunk was bringing home to his family. He worries it may have been dropped by a witness to the events of the previous evening. He calls a minion to bring him the shoe and finds Numi's name and the address of the nursery school written inside it. The good news for keeping the plot moving is he doesn't make the obvious and most likely assumption that the doll and shoe were lost sometime during the day, at some normal hour for a child to be out of doors. The bad news for Japanese society is that once again no one is questioning what the hell a six-year-old was doing out under a bridge hanging out with inebriated merrymakers in the middle of the fucking night.

Speaking of hanging out under a bridge, Hayato and Takeshi glide up on their motorcycles and step out between the pylons to have a look around. Taki is incredulous of the little girl's tale, but Hayato says the fact that she's a child makes him more likely to take her seriously because reasons. Plus, he happens to somehow know that a couple of guys had gone missing in the area previous night.

"Especially with you chasing after every mousey-looking schoolteacher we meet."

Just then Hayato finds Human Drunk's shoe. As Taki comes around to the idea that maybe the girl really did see a wolfman, an official of some sort interrupts them and asks what the hell they're doing there. Hayato says they're looking for a child's doll, but the dude says he hasn't seen it and informs them that this area is restricted so they'd better skedaddle. As Official Dude narrows his gaze and watches them drive away, MMD steps out from behind a post, slapping his hand with his little riding crop swagger stick and grimacing menacingly beneath his sweet porn 'stache.

His real name is Bob Henderson, but his porn name is Butt Masterson.

Outside the nursery school that night we hear the unmistakable "Arooooo!" of the Monstrous Wolf man echo across the valley. Inside Kumi's room we see by the clock that it's five to midnight. She sleeps with a damp rag across her tiny brow, a small comfort to mitigate her fear-fever from losing her doll to the Wolfman...and maybe from witnessing a murder, too. It's hard to say since she hasn't yet seen fit to mention that part.

Mousey is crouching by the bed, apparently having fallen asleep while watching over her young charge. She suddenly awakens, perhaps disturbed in her slumber by the distant fading echo of the strange "Arooooo." Noticing the late hour, she wonders idly to herself why Kumi isn't out making her usual overnight rambles through the taverns, tunnels and shadowy underpasses of their district. "Probably the fever has kept her inside," she silently muses, "or maybe she lost all her Yen at the casino on Yamaguchi and Vine."

Realizing everyone else must already be in bed, she adjusts Kumi's head cloth and walks to the door. Passing by one of the children's bunkrooms she notices the door is ever-so slightly ajar. When she opens it to investigate a couple of the Shocker Minions grab her and demand to know which of the children is Kumi.

"The kid's got a gambling debt and we're here to collect."

Mousey tries to resist answering, but they do some genuinely nasty arm-twisting of the sort that made my mom warn me against watching these kinds of shows. Eventually she blurts out that Kumi is in room number two. When one of the Minions lets go of her to seek out the kid she elbows the other one in the gut and runs out ahead, hoping to get to her before him. When she opens the door, she finds herself face to face with the howling Monstrous Wolfman, and it seems to me if they're trying to keep Kamen Rider from confirming the Wolfman's existence, they really ought to have trained him to keep his big toothy mouth shut, 'cause you can hear that shit for like two and half miles.

"Arooooo...I mean, good evening! How are you, miss?"

Mousey faints dead away and the Monstrous Wolfman turns his attention to Kumi. He picks her up off the bed and absconds with her, presumably to take her to the local Yakuza boss to whom she owes all that yen. Stalking through the darkened district with her still asleep and wrapped in a blanket, he hears the tell-tale roar of approaching motorcycles and howls again, this time in frustration that a hairy-ass brother can't ever kidnap a kid around here without some damn goody-two-shoes Kamen Riders getting in his way.

"Arooooo...yeah, fuck you guys!"

Wolf man sees Hayato and Taki and immediately calls them out by name, his knowledge of which outs him to them as a Shocker operative, rather than just some random Monstrous Wolfman unaffiliated with any particular sect, secret society or organization, evil or otherwise. He warns them that if they try to come near him, he will kill the girl, but they laugh in his immovable, unshaven face. Have a look at the kid, they say, and when he does, he sees a mischievous little boy, sticking out his tongue and laughing.

Okay, I'm seeing a pattern here. Do the Japanese perhaps have no regard or protective instinct when it comes to their children? Hayato and Taki could have stuck a mannequin in there instead, or a squish mallow filled with soybeans, or maybe a carefully arranged sack of tofu roughly approximating the size and shape of a child rather than recklessly endangering an actual child by allowing him to be carried off by an unknown creature whose motives and temperament they hadn't yet fully evaluated. Is this what qualified as responsible guardianship in 1971?

Thankfully, and no thanks to our heroes, the boy hops out of Wolfman's arms and skitters away. The Wolfman then leaps off the side of the hill where he's been perched and summons a gang of Minions. Interestingly, Hayato is listed in all the online info as being a secondary Kamen Rider, with Taki being the original Rider and the series lead, but in this episode it's Hayato who seems to drive the plot. He tells Taki to take the kid back to the school and says he'll stay and take care of the Wolfman and the Minions.

The fightin' commences and I must say, both of our guys are pretty good, with and without their cyborg accouterments. Hayato keeps a couple of Minions occupied while Taki gets the kid settled on the back of his motorcycle and fights off a couple more. When Taki rides away, however, the balance shifts. Not only is Hayato seriously outnumbered, but the Wolfman has now leapt onto a nearby landing and pulled out some sort of ray-gun, which he proceeds to recklessly shoot from the hip all over the damn place. Eventually Hayato is forced to transform into his insectoid alter-ego.

I just adore the jaunty scarf.

The minions just sort of disappear at this point as Kamen Rider 1 and the Monstrous Wolfman duke it out. It's a close match-up, with the two going blow-for-blow, punch-for-punch and body slam-for-body slam, very nearly to the point of tedium, but finally, Kamen Rider gets tired of all this perimeter-surrounding-the-bush beating and unleashes his signature kick.

It's so special he has to announce it.

When Rider hits the ground after his powerhouse attack he doesn't see the Wolfman around anywhere and laments that he's let the hirsute villain escape. As he brushes himself off the distant voice of the wolfman promises that at their next meeting the Kamen Rider will die!

We'll be back after these messages.

Later, little Kumi and the kid who briefly assumed her identity are playing poker with a couple of the Kamen Riders' FBI allies, and since Kumi really knows her way around a card table, she's cleaning their clocks and raking in the dough. One of the other running characters whom I can't be bothered to look up since he plays no further role in this episode expresses his relief that the crafty little gambler is safe, and Taki expresses outrage that Shocker should try to kill an innocent child just for witnessing their plans. Kumi sorts her chips and casually offers "the Wolfman is just an experiment." Taki asks if she heard anything else about it and she says, sure, she hears a lot of things in her midnight that the wolfman is part of something secret Shocker is planning called "Operation: Wolf."

"Word on the street is Taki likes East German men."

Just then a message comes through from FBI Headquarters in New York. They've intercepted and decoded a message from Shocker. It seems one of the organization's executives will be arriving in the Riders' district that very afternoon, and that the visit is somehow related to Operation: Wolf. Now, I don't know how big that district is, but I'll bet it's not so small you could just park a couple of motorcycles on a hillside and wait for a helicopter to come by and drop off your enemy at your doorstep like a box of socks you ordered on Amazon, but that's pretty much exactly what happens. The chopper lands, a car drives up to meet it, and the two Riders leap into action to intercept the "package."

They even have free shipping.

As Hayato and Haki take care of the minions, the Shocker "executive," who wears a full Nazi dress uniform complete with a modified Reichsadler emblem, tries to get back to the helicopter and make his escape. Hayato breaks away from the fight and leaps up to grab onto the chopper. He pulls himself up and throws the Exec's briefcase down to his waiting pal, then punches the pilot and jumps to the ground. Reunited, and presumably feeling so good, the two friends and watch with satisfaction as the helicopter crashes and explodes.

I'm not saying it's a model, but it does bounce before it blows.

Inside the briefcase the Riders find a white robe with a red hood, a map and an invitation from the Mock Military Dude to a party celebrating the launch of Operation: Wolf. All invitees from the Shocker elite are asked to come in the costume provided, so Taki figures he can go himself, slip in and learn about the plot. So, Hayato dresses up in one of the unconscious Minion's uniforms, Taki wears the robes and they shlep up the mountain to the indicated point of rendezvous.

Inside the Shocker base a bunch of brass asses in KKK robes with a Reichsadler on the brow of the masks. MMD welcomes them to the party, explaining that the fools who are out in the world celebrating Christmas don't yet realize that this will be their last holiday ever, because Operation: Wolf is going to give Shocker dominion over the entire planet in some unspecified way.

Definitely the bad guys.

I appreciate that back in 1971 you could use Nazis and the KKK as a go-to shorthand for villainous depravity and no one outside of actual white supremacists meeting clandestinely in musty church basements in the deep South would ever question it. Today in America we have an entire political party that's been fully hijacked by these people, and they're trying to convince the country and the world that Nazis and white supremacists are regular just plain folks, your morally superior friends and neighbors, enjoying a little pride in their race and exercising their God-given right to control the lives, minds and bodies of everyone around them--especially women, minorities, LGBTQIA+ folks and anyone who wants to read a book that isn't about Jesus. It's nearly fifty-three years since Kamen Rider premiered, and Shocker is now something real and tangible, except today they're called the GOP.

Still definitely the bad guys.

So, anyway...MMD tells his homies that not only is the new operation a go, but he's got an extra special treat in store for them, if only they're remove their hoods and robes to see it...which they do, revealing a whole gaggle of grim-looking Nazi officers. MMD scans the crowd and his eyes rest on one participant who's failed to disrobe. He smiles, and gloats to the assembly that his plan has worked perfectly, and he's lured Kamen Rider Hayato into their lair. He seems surprised when he tears off the hood and finds Takeshi instead.

Takeshi explains that they knew it was a setup, and when MMD demands to know where Hayato is he says coyly "Maybe he's in the Wolf Virus warehouse!" He laughs and throws the robe over the heads of the Minions in front of him, then bolts out of the room. Out in the Hallway he meets Hayato, who informs him he's set the whole warehouse up with bombs and it's ready to blow. They run and escape out a cave entrance just in time, but a few of the minions and the MMD have made it out, too.

For reasons unclear to me, the MMD seems to have a personal grudge with Hayato in particular, perhaps from a meeting in a previous episode I either haven't seen or don't remember from when I was six or seven years old. He shouts to Hayato that they should settle what's between them one on one. Hayato quips that maybe he should send his Wolfman to do his dirty work instead, but MMD informs him that he, too is a cyborg, and is more than capable of transforming into...

Super-deluxe Wolfman.

Wolfman MMD starts shooting little rockets out of his fingers and Hayato has to jump into a ditch to escape. Just as WMMD thinks he's finally won, however, Hayato emerges and transforms into Kamen Rider so they can have their big, honkin' Wolfman-on-Mantid climactic smackdown. It starts out strong with a bunch of finger rockets and explosions, but quickly devolves into just the two guys smacking each other around in an old quarry with canned action music playing behind them, suggesting that what we're witnessing is far more edge-of-our-seats exciting than it actually is.

They just need to fuck and get it out of their systems.

Taki is absolutely useless during all this, and in fact he doesn't even show up until just before the very end of it. Perhaps he was busy with the remaining minions, or maybe he figured this was all going to take a while and went out for a smoke, but by the time he appears, Hayato has WMMD on the ropes. He does a little somersault and makes another of his pressing announcements about his special attack, only this time it's a punch instead of a kick.

Right in the kisser.

The Kamen Rider's patented punch gets the job done, sending the Wolfman-Cyborg-Mock-Military buffoon off the edge of a cliff, where he reaches the bottom and inexplicably explodes.

Killer party's over, pal.

Back at the nursery school that night the kids are having their Christmas party, with singing and dancing and a highly fraudulent-looking Santa handing out gifts. When he reaches little Kumi she says thanks for the present and all, but these kids are here for Kamen Rider, and if he doesn't get here soon she's gonna call in her own minions and things are gonna get fucked up tout de suite. Fortunately, Kamen Rider appears, and all are appeased by his beneficent, bug-eyed presence.

That kind of talk in a nursery school will get you put on Megan's list.

They're also appeased by his beneficent presents, including Kumiko, who gets back the doll she lost at the beginning of the episode. As the kids all thank our hero for his gifts and his service, and as the snow falls and the music plays, we get a voiceover coda recounting the key events of the episode and reminding us that though one Shocker operative may have been defeated, the mighty Kamen Riders will surely face more deadly foes in the coming weeks, months and years, so we should all tune in next time for a brand new adventure.

"In the meantime, Dolly, let's you and I get drunk and shoot some craps."

This was undeniably bizarre, nonsensical, phantasmagoric Nippo-pop-trash, but I'm not going to sit here and tell you it wasn't solid entertainment. Aside from some of the fight scenes going on a bit too long this was wild, brash and colorful fun with a sky-high WTF factor to raise it well above our average Shitmas offering. It's still not as personally meaningful to me as Ultraman, but it's definitely my favorite special so far this year, and you can easily trace the massive influence both Kamen Rider and Ultraman have had on Asian genre entertainment over the past five decades, particularly on anime programs and in live action shows like The Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. It's hardly surprising to me that both the Kamen Rider and Ultraman franchises are still going strong today. So long as today's real-life Shocker doesn't really take over the world and ban them for not having enough Jesus in 'em, I expect they'll continue to delight international audiences for many years to come.

Merry Christmas, folkses.

Next Installment: December 17th!

As always, Cheers and thanks for reading!

Written by Bradley Lyndon in December, 2023.

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