Handwritten Notes, Beautifully Organized: A Rocketbook, Notion and ChatGPT Workflow
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A practical guide to capturing your thoughts, keeping your ideas together, and turning the right notes into tasks.
There is something lovely about writing by hand. A notebook gives us room to sketch a display, gather a few thoughts, or make a list without opening another screen. The difficulty comes later, when an important task is hiding between a shopping reminder and an idea for a future project.
Rocketbook, Notion and ChatGPT can help give those notes a useful home. Rocketbook captures the page. Notion holds the information. ChatGPT helps separate things you intend to do from possibilities you want to explore.
You can begin with a simple manual routine and add a daily sorting automation once it works. You do not need to build an elaborate productivity system first.
The workflow: write your notes → scan them with Rocketbook → save them in Notion → ask ChatGPT to sort them → review your task list and idea bank.
Before you begin: Notion is not a built-in Rocketbook symbol destination. Sharing a scan to Notion uses your phone’s sharing options. The daily ChatGPT step requires an account that supports scheduled work with the connected Notion tools, appropriate permissions, and content ChatGPT can actually read. A scan arriving in Notion does not, by itself, start ChatGPT or create tasks.
| Tool | Its job in this workflow |
|---|---|
| Rocketbook | A reusable place to write, followed by a phone app that scans your pages. |
| Notion | A home for incoming notes, actionable tasks, and ideas you may develop later. |
| ChatGPT | A sorting assistant that reads accessible notes and applies your rules. |
Think of the three tools as a small creative desk: a notebook for capturing thoughts, a filing cabinet for keeping them, and an assistant for helping you decide where each item belongs.
At the time of checking in October 2026, Rocketbook’s official range includes updated Next Gen notebooks alongside its planners and Pro model. “Next Gen” describes particular updated products; it does not mean every model was released in 2026. Stock, colours, and regional availability can change.
The Core Next Gen has updated reusable paper, a scratch-resistant cover, and page features for Smart Titles and Smart Tags. It comes in lined or dot-grid layouts, with Letter and Executive sizes. For this workflow, I would choose it for open-ended notes and brainstorming rather than a heavily structured planner. See the current Core product details.
Other options in the official catalogue include:
| Product | Main format or feature | How you might use it |
|---|---|---|
| Flip Next Gen | Top binding and a combination of lined and dot-grid pages. | Notes, sketches, or a writing position that suits a top-bound pad. |
| Mini Next Gen | Pocket-sized dot-grid notebook. | Capture short reminders while away from your desk. |
| Multi Subject Next Gen | Lined pages with removable dividers. | Separate several projects within one notebook. |
| Fusion / Fusion Plus | Planning templates alongside note pages. | Combine planning and handwritten project notes. |
| Pro | Interchangeable page packs. | Change page layouts as your work changes. |
Browse Rocketbook’s notebook range and see the Pro before choosing a model.
The Flex Planner is another option for people who enjoy structure. Its reusable layouts cover daily, weekly, monthly, and yearly planning, with lined and dot-grid note pages. It also includes Smart Title Bars and Smart Tags. The distinction that matters here is how you like to write: a planner encourages you to organise on paper, while a simpler notebook leaves more of that sorting for later. Explore the Flex Planner.
If you already own a working Rocketbook, try the workflow with it first. A new notebook is optional.
You will need a Rocketbook notebook and compatible erasable pen, the Rocketbook app, a phone camera, a Notion account, and a ChatGPT account. For the scheduled version, you also need access to the relevant ChatGPT scheduling and Notion connection features.
Follow the care instructions for your particular Rocketbook. For example, the Core uses a little water and a cloth to erase its reusable pages. Always check that your digital copy has saved correctly before wiping the original.
Visit Notion’s official mobile download page, or search for Notion in the Apple App Store or Google Play Store. Install the main Notion app and sign in or create an account. This workflow uses Notion, not the separate Notion Calendar or Notion Agents app. Notion’s mobile instructions explain the download process.
You can start with a personal Free plan. Check its limits before uploading long scans: Notion currently lists a 5 MB limit per file on Free. You do not need to buy Notion AI just to create pages and ordinary databases. ChatGPT access and scheduling are separate considerations. Check current Notion plans.
Create a page called Notes & Ideas. Inside it, make three places:
For a first trial, these can be ordinary pages. For repeatable sorting, I suggest making the Task List and Idea Bank into databases. On Notion web or desktop, create a page and choose a database table, or use /database within a page. Use a database rather than a simple table so each entry can have properties and its own page. Follow Notion’s database guide.
Here is a suggested structure—not a required Notion template:
| Destination | Useful properties |
|---|---|
| Rocketbook Inbox, if made into a database | Name, Captured date, Processing status, Source scan, Transcript. |
| Task List | Task, Status, Priority, Due date, Project, Source note. |
| Idea Bank | Idea, Category, Stage, Source note. |
Use New, Needs review, and Processed for incoming notes. Keep task statuses equally simple: To do, In progress, and Done. An idea might be Saved, Exploring, or Approved.
Give every page a title and date. Write one thought per line when practical, and leave a little space between sections.
You can make the sorting easier with three handwritten headings:
Tasks — actions you intend to take.
Ideas — possibilities worth keeping.
Notes — useful information that does not require action.
A page might contain:
Tasks: Order clear display bags by 12 November. Photograph the finished bookmark set.
Ideas: A winter woodland reading journal. Try a lace-and-sage market display.
Notes: The smaller basket looked better on the top shelf.
These headings are optional. Their value is that they communicate your intention. “A winter woodland journal” is a concept; “Create a winter woodland journal” is an instruction. ChatGPT should preserve that difference.
Write dates explicitly when they matter. “12 November 2026” is easier to interpret than “next Thursday,” especially if you scan the page several days after writing it.
Open the Rocketbook app and scan your page. Check that the whole page is captured and the writing is legible.
Rocketbook’s own instructions describe sharing to Notion through Share to other destinations after scanning, with Notion installed on the phone. Menu wording can vary with app versions. Read Rocketbook’s sharing instructions.
Choose Notion from the sharing options and select your Rocketbook Inbox as the destination where the app allows it. Depending on the share flow, your scan may arrive as a new page rather than as a database item. Open Notion, verify the result, and move or organise it into the inbox if necessary.
Name it clearly: 2026-11-03 — Market preparation notes, for example.
If Notion does not appear in your sharing menu, save the scan to your phone or Google Drive, then attach it to an inbox note in Notion using the upload options available on your device. Try one short page before sending a whole notebook.
This is the step that makes the automation dependable.
A file being visible in Notion does not guarantee that the connected ChatGPT tools can retrieve and interpret its contents. A page title or attachment link alone is not enough to sort your handwriting.
For a reliable starting point, keep plain-text notes or a checked transcription in the Notion page, with the original scan attached for reference.
Rocketbook offers handwriting transcription for supported destinations, including Google Drive and email. Those settings are separate from sharing directly to Notion. You can use an available transcription, check it, and paste the text into your inbox note. Rocketbook’s current sending and preset guide explains the destination settings.
Alternatively, upload the scan directly into a ChatGPT conversation and ask for a transcription, then save the checked text in Notion. Keep any unclear words flagged rather than silently guessing them.
If your connected tools successfully read your particular scans, you may be able to simplify this step. Establish that through a test before relying on it.
In ChatGPT, find the Notion integration through the available Apps or Plugins directory and complete the connection. Interface labels and available features vary by account. Grant access to the inbox and destination pages needed for this workflow. OpenAI’s plugin guidance explains how connected capabilities work.
Before scheduling anything, paste the links to your inbox, Task List, and Idea Bank into the conversation and ask:
Read this test note in my Rocketbook Inbox. Tell me the actual contents you can access, then propose which lines belong in my Task List, Idea Bank, or general notes. Do not change anything yet. Flag unclear wording and confirm whether you can write to the two destination databases.
Review the proposed results. Then ask ChatGPT to save that one test note’s tasks and ideas. Check the entries in Notion yourself. This establishes that reading, classification, and writing all work—not merely that the accounts are connected.
Here are the rules I would use:
| A note says… | Put it here | Reason |
|---|---|---|
| “Order display bags by 12 November.” | Task List | A clear action with an explicit deadline. |
| “Perhaps a woodland journal collection.” | Idea Bank | A possibility rather than a commitment. |
| “Research whether customers want a woodland journal.” | Task List, linked to the idea | The research is an action; the product remains a concept. |
| “Customers liked the green packaging.” | General notes | An observation that may inform later decisions. |
| “Ribbon?” | Needs review | The intended action is unclear. |
One note can produce several entries. Link them back to the source, and let the assistant check for duplicates before adding more.
Once the manual test works, open ChatGPT on the web and use its scheduled-task feature where available. You can ask in Chat or Work to create a recurring task, then check it in Scheduled. Official OpenAI documentation says scheduled web work can use connected tools; availability depends on your account, workspace, and permissions. See the scheduled-task guide.
This automation belongs in ChatGPT. It is not a Notion database automation, and it does not require a built-in Rocketbook-to-Notion integration.
Replace the bracketed links and time below before using this suggested instruction:
Create a daily scheduled task called “Sort my Rocketbook notes”. Run it every day at [time] in [IANA timezone, such as America/Toronto]. Inbox: [Rocketbook Inbox link] Tasks: [Task List database link] Ideas: [Idea Bank database link] Read new, unprocessed notes in this inbox and its child pages. Use accessible page text or retrievable scan contents. If you cannot read a note, report the access problem and leave it unprocessed. Separate clear intended actions into tasks, potential concepts into ideas, and observations into notes retained with the source. Respect handwritten headings and tentative wording. Do not convert every idea into a task. Flag unclear handwriting or intent for review. Save clear tasks and ideas to the specified databases. Check for existing matches first. Link each entry to its source note. Use only explicit due dates and priorities. Leave missing values blank. Interpret relative dates using the note's date when unambiguous; otherwise flag them for review. Do not mark tasks complete without explicit evidence or my instruction. Mark a source Processed only after its clear items are saved and verified. Keep unresolved items clearly labelled Needs review. Preserve original scans and text. Do not delete notes. Give a brief summary of entries added, duplicates skipped, and items needing review. If nothing is new, do not send a routine notification. Do not change my calendar, publish anything, or contact anyone.
Check the confirmation for the correct name, schedule, timezone, and instructions. Then inspect the first scheduled run and its Notion entries. A successful setup message is not proof that every future run will succeed.
If your account cannot run connected Notion work on a schedule, use the same sorting instructions manually whenever you upload new notes. A reminder to review your inbox is useful, but it is different from an automation that reads and updates it.
Once the sorter is reliable, you can add planning as a separate stage. Give it an explicit work window, maximum block length, and permission to read and update your calendar. For example:
After sorting, choose one approved task that fits a 60-minute work block. Check my calendar and place it in a free slot within my stated working hours. Respect appointments, travel blocks, and existing commitments. Link the event to its Notion task. Do not schedule unapproved ideas or create duplicate events.
Test calendar access first. Decide how priorities should be chosen, and whether the assistant should propose blocks for review or create them directly. This keeps a promising idea from becoming an unexpected calendar commitment.
Write when inspiration arrives. Scan when you finish a page. Confirm it has reached the inbox. Let the scheduled sorter handle readable new entries, then spend a few minutes reviewing the results.
Keep the system small enough to use on a busy day. One inbox, one task list, and one idea bank are plenty to begin with.
The aim is to preserve the pleasure of handwriting while making your notes easier to find and use. Your ideas can wait safely in their own place, and your task list can show the actions you have actually chosen.
Save this guide for your next notebook reset, and begin with one page.
In Part 1, we laid the groundwork: researching trends, choosing your product lineup, sketching your booth, sorting out payments, and picking venues worth the table fee. Now comes the part where plans turn into boxes of finished stock, a table people can't walk past, and a show day that runs smoothly instead of frantically.
This post is your countdown. We'll work backwards from show day, week by week, and cover the things most vendors only learn the hard way: how to batch your making, how to price so shoppers don't hesitate, what your signs should actually say, how to bring people to your table before the doors even open, and what to do the day after that sets up next year.
Grab a calendar and mark your show date. Then count back eight weeks and mark that too. That's your real starting line. Everything in this post fits somewhere in that window, and having dates attached to each stage is what keeps "I have plenty of time" from quietly becoming "I have three days."
Making one finished piece at a time feels satisfying, but it's the slowest way to build stock. Batching, where you do one step across many pieces before moving to the next, is how makers produce show quantities without burning out.
Part 1 covered building card fees into your prices. This step is about the psychology of the price tag itself, because the number you choose affects whether shoppers pick an item up or walk on by.
At a busy show, you might have three seconds of a shopper's attention as they walk past. Good signage does the talking when you're busy with another customer, and it's one of the most overlooked parts of a booth.
The vendors with lineups at their tables usually didn't get lucky. They told people they'd be there. You don't need a big following for this to work; a few well-timed posts make a real difference.
Part 1 had you sketch your booth on paper. This week, set it up for real, on your dining table or living room floor, exactly as you will on show day.
Many makers dread this part, but friendly selling isn't pushy. It's simply making it easy and pleasant for someone to buy.
This is the step that separates a one-time table from a craft show business that grows every year. Give yourself a cozy morning to recover, then sit down with your notes before the details fade.
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A Cottagecore Comforts origin story — Clara Fairweather
Clara has always believed the smallest things matter most. All through late summer and into the first cool mornings of fall, she's kept up her quiet habit — an extra loaf from her oven, a small jar of jam put up back in the warmer months, left at the door of a family in town who lost their father this past year and have gone without ever since. She never announces it. She never waits to be thanked. She simply leaves the basket, and walks the unhurried path home the way she always does.
So when a knock comes at her own cottage door one crisp early-fall afternoon, she isn't expecting to find her basket on the step — or the man holding it.
He's tall, and handsome in a quiet, unpolished way, and so shy he can barely meet her eyes as he explains himself. He's the eldest son of the family she's been leaving bread for. He's only just returned from serving in the war, and he's come to thank her himself for caring for his mother and siblings while he couldn't. His name, he tells her, is Jacob.
That should have been the end of it. A polite exchange on a doorstep, a basket returned, a thank-you offered and accepted. But it isn't.
In the nights that follow, small things begin appearing at Clara's own door, always after dark, never announced. A stack of firewood, chopped and dried and ready for the woodstove. A rabbit, cleanly snared, left for her supper. A handful of soft feathers from a bird he's caught, meant — she can only assume — for her pillows. He never knocks. He never lingers to be seen.
Clara starts to notice she's watching for him. Not out of caution, exactly — more the way you watch for the first frost, or the first goldenrod of the season. Something she's simply come to expect, and to look forward to, without quite admitting it to herself.
Weeks pass this way — his gifts at her door, her quiet gratitude never quite spoken aloud, the two of them existing at a careful distance from one another. Until one evening, catching sight of movement outside, Clara steps to the window and watches him from behind the curtain a moment too long.
He looks up. And for just a moment, before he turns away toward the trees, she's almost certain she sees it — the smallest smile at the corner of his mouth.
It's the kind of romance Clara's whole world is built on: no danger, no secrets, nothing more dramatic than two quiet people finding their way toward each other one small kindness at a time. Just the smallest things — mattering most, exactly the way she's always believed they do.
More of Clara's story — including the day everything changes for her and Jacob — is coming soon.
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I'm so happy to finally introduce the small group of talented creators who'll be spending the next several months bringing MGT printables to life in their own beautiful, hands-on way. Each of them applied, shared their work, and set out to create with our collections — and I couldn't be more excited to share what they've been making.
Here's a little about each of them, along with links to their blogs so you can follow along with everything they create this season.
Becky is a native Mainer who recently started snowbirding to Florida for the winter. Her children and grandchildren are in Maine, and they keep her filled with adventure and joy every year from May to November. She's enjoyed creativity and art her whole life, drawing inspiration from nature and bold textures through mixed media, altered materials, and reclaimed or repurposed art supplies. These days, she loves creating simply for the love of it in her semi-retirement, and sharing the process of experimenting with new materials and techniques with other artists and creatives.
Follow Becky's blog: beckyconley.blogspot.com
Her first project is already up — a gorgeous decoupaged wooden piece using our papers.
Elizabeth brings a background you might not expect from a papercrafter: years in government and politics, with experience in lobbying and public education. She holds a Master of Political Science from California Polytechnic University, a Master of Education from Johns Hopkins University, and a Juris Doctorate from California Western School of Law, and spent her career working for the federal government before going on to lead a lobbying department in the private sector. These days, she and her husband are happily retired in Aiken, South Carolina — a small town big on arts and music — where she enjoys watercolor painting and teaches traditional Ukrainian Pysanky egg decorating.
Follow Elizabeth's blog: warmharted.blogspot.com
She's already shared two lovely projects: a haberdashery-inspired box and card, and a piece built around our Blue Hydrangea collection.
Samantha lives in Buckinghamshire, UK, where her main hobbies are reading — especially a good fantasy novel — and making handmade cards for friends and family. She's excited to join the team and hopes to inspire others with what she creates using our papers and imagery.
Follow Samantha's blog: mamthyscrafts.blogspot.com
Her first project is on its way — I'll update this post with a link as soon as it's live!
Be sure to bookmark each of their blogs so you don't miss what they create over the coming months. I'll be sharing their projects here and across our channels as they go up, so keep an eye out for more beautiful inspiration soon.
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Have you met Lilian? If not, read her introduction here before diving into this next chapter of her story.
Since the night Gerard kept his promise the only way he could, Lilian has moved through Society searching for him — waiting for the moment he told her would come, when it was finally safe for them to begin their forever. Tonight, that search brings her to a masquerade.
Her mask is fashioned from black swan feathers, layered and overlapping until it catches the candlelight like something alive, gold gilding worked delicately around the eyes. Beneath the gown, just visible with each step, are her boots — the same ones from before, when the world was simpler and she was only a girl waiting at a window. Her black top hat, roses and tulle pinned along its brim, sits at an angle that draws more than a few admiring glances as she moves through the crowd.
She is searching, though no one watching her glide through the ballroom would guess it. When she woke that first night with the hunger already settling into her bones, he was already gone. All that remained was a note on her night table — elegant calligraphy on parchment, sealed with a large red wax seal bearing a rose and a bat, the same design she'd recognized at once from his ring.
I will find you when the time is right and all is safe, and we will begin our forever. Love eternally, Gerard.
She has read those words more times than she could count. Tonight, masked among hundreds of other masked faces, she lets herself hope that somewhere in this crowded ballroom, hidden behind someone else's disguise, he might be searching for her too.
A man approaches and requests a dance. She almost declines — she has declined a dozen already tonight, unwilling to spend her searching on idle conversation — but something in the way he holds himself catches her attention. As he draws closer, bowing over her offered hand, she realizes with a jolt who he is. Gerard's closest friend, a face she hasn't seen since before the turning.
He says nothing to give it away in the open ballroom. Instead, speaking low, he guides her gently through the crowd, away from the candlelight and the music, into the hushed quiet of the library beyond. The moment the door closes behind them, Lilian's shock gives way to something sharper.
"You knew," she says, striking at his chest in frustration. "You knew what he was, and what you are, and now what I am."
"Lilian, I don't have much time before they catch me," he says. "Gerard asked me to find you — to tell you he loves you, and that he's trying very hard to escape the dungeon he's being held in. They've hunted us mercilessly for years, and they finally caught him."
Lilian crumples into the nearest chair. All these years of searching, and he has been held in some decrepit dungeon this whole time — not avoiding her, not biding his time, but trapped and fighting to return to her all along.
"I must go now," the friend says. "Guard your secret above all else, Lilian, or they will start hunting you too."
And with that, he disappears out the door, leaving her alone with the fire and the weight of everything she now knows.
Gerard is alive — and hunted. What comes next for Lilian, now that she knows the truth? Come back soon for the next chapter in her story.
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Have you met Genevieve? If not, read her introduction here before diving into this next chapter of her story.
Genevieve flinches as the bell above the door chimes. It's almost dusk — no reason for customers to be out at this hour. She curses herself for not locking up after the last one left, a woman in no hurry back to her carriage while her footman stood holding her purchases far longer than was kind. Genevieve feels the intrusion in her space before she even sees him. A tall man in a bowler hat crosses the floor in strides that can only be called efficient, fast-paced — a man who doesn't wander. She braces herself behind the safety of the large wooden counter, ready for the hostility she already knows is coming.
"It's Friday, Miss Genevieve, and I've come to collect my master's coin. I won't be accepting any excuses. I've been told you've stalled long enough on your payment."
Genevieve puts on her most convincing smile, her brown eyes giving nothing away of the fear telling her knees to buckle. The man is dressed in a suit — not a gentleman's fine cut, but the kind worn by men who started in trade and clawed their way up through the ranks. The look of someone who's earned his authority in an enterprise that isn't particularly respectable, or legal.
"Please refrain from using my Christian name, Mr. Bowls," she says. "I understand you're here to collect, and I have your payment — though I am a few shillings short. I assure you I'll be able to make it up next week."
She feels the coldness sweep through his look. He won't accept a lesser sum without a penalty, and she knows it. Cautiously, she pulls out the drawstring pouch she sewed from a piece of her mother's old dress and begins counting out the coins inside. He reaches across the counter and takes the entire pouch from her hand, weighs it, and tucks it into his coat. He turns to leave — then, passing the window display, stops at the bolt of new icy blue silk just arrived from a Cheapside warehouse in London. His hand hovers over it a beat longer than it should — the briefest pause, gone almost before it registers — before he picks it up anyway.
"This will go toward your bill, Miss Genevieve. The next time I'm here, I won't be as generous."
He tips his hat and steps out the door.
She lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding. That bolt of silk would have brought in more than enough to cover her entire next payment, if only she'd had the chance to sell it to the wealthy ladies of the ton first. Now she'll need to find another way to make up next week's sum. She shudders — the man is cold, menacing, and yet she can't deny the way he says her name makes something inside her flutter. She doesn't let herself dwell on that pause before he took the silk. She tells herself she imagined it.
Who is Mr. Bowls, really — and what was that pause before he took the silk? Come back soon for the next chapter in Genevieve's story.
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Isla's story continues.
The harvest celebration at Ardmuir was, by every measure Isla knew how to take, a triumph. Lists checked. Budgets held. Every free hand on the estate put to good use, right down to the youngest kitchen boy pressed into carrying chairs. It was exactly the kind of work Isla was built for — methodical, useful, entirely within her control.
What she hadn't planned for was how often the duke found reasons to help her.
It started small. He arrived early one morning to help move benches she hadn't asked him to move. He fell into step beside her while she counted casks of ale against her tally, offering an opinion she hadn't requested and, more surprisingly, hadn't minded. By the third day, she had simply stopped being surprised to find him there — checking the weather with her, correcting a miscount in the tenant list, standing patiently while she re-checked his correction and found he was right.
He never once tried to charm her out of the ledgers. He simply worked beside her inside them, and Isla — who had spent a lifetime preferring solitude to company — found she did not mind this particular company at all.
She told herself it meant nothing. She has never been very good at lying to herself, but she gave it a determined effort anyway.
By the night of the celebration, the great hall at Ardmuir was full in a way it hadn't been in years — tenant farmers and nobility shoulder to shoulder, firelight catching heather-purple ribbons strung along the rafters, whisky-amber light spilling from every candle Isla had personally counted into place. She stood near the edge of it all, satisfied in the particular way that only comes from watching a well-run plan unfold exactly as intended.
She did not expect to be pulled into the middle of it.
The duke found her there, at the edge, and did not ask so much as simply hold out his hand — the way he'd been doing all week, assuming her help before she offered it, and somehow never once presuming too much. When the fiddles struck up for the first dance, it was Isla's hand he was holding, and Isla's feet, entirely unpracticed at anything but standing still behind a desk, that he guided through steps she'd never properly learned.
She did not step on his feet. She counted this, privately, as one of the greater accomplishments of her life.
Her face was sore from smiling by the time she finally sat down by the fire that night, a tartan blanket pulled around her shoulders, the last of the celebration's noise still ringing faintly somewhere beyond her chamber door. She had never been one for dancing, or frivolity, or any of the things that made up an ordinary young woman's ordinary hopes. And yet she had to admit — if only to the fire, and to no one else — that it had been the best night of her life.
Was it possible, she wondered, that there could be love out there for a woman like her?
She did not have an answer. For once, she found she didn't mind not having one yet.
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