The Map of Scars: How Our Wounds Become Wisdom in the Journey of Manhood
- Mark Pitcher
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Marcus sits in a folding chair in the basement of a community centre in east Edmonton, his scarred hands resting on his thighs. He is fifty-eight minutes into the longest silence of his adult life. Around him, eleven men form a rough circle, a millwright with sawdust still caught in his beard, a university student whose knee bounces with restless energy, a retired schoolteacher whose silver hair catches the overhead light. The room smells of old coffee and damp concrete, and someone has placed a single candle in the centre of the floor, its flame trembling in the draft from a heating vent. Marcus has been a paramedic for twenty-six years. His hands have pressed gauze to wounds that would make most people faint. They have held the fingers of strangers in their final moments, pulled children from wreckage, and steadied themselves under pressures most people will never understand. Tonight, for the first time, those hands are trembling for a different reason. Tonight, he has been asked to speak not about the lives he saved, but about the ones he could not.
The facilitator, a quiet man in his sixties named Arthur, had opened the circle with four words: "What do you carry?" One by one, the men had spoken. Kai, the university student, barely twenty-one, described the scar on his forearm, a reminder of a night when the weight of his father's expectations had become unbearable. Arthur himself spoke of his late wife; of the years he had numbed his grief with whisky until his body forced him to stop. Now it is Marcus's turn. He looks down at the topography of his hands, the puckered burn from a chemical spill in 2004, the thin white line where a shard of glass sliced through his glove during a highway extraction, the permanently swollen knuckle from a fall on black ice while carrying a stretcher. Each mark tells a story. But it is the invisible scars, the ones no one can see, that have brought him to this circle.
He opens his mouth. His voice, so practised at radioing dispatch codes and delivering calm instructions to panicking bystanders, cracks on the first syllable. "There was a boy," he says. "He was seven." He does not finish the sentence. He does not need to. Around the circle, something shifts. Not pity, something fiercer and more tender. Recognition. Several men lean forward. Kai's knee stopped bouncing. Arthur places both palms flat on his own thighs, a gesture Marcus will later learn is the older man's way of grounding himself when another brother's pain reverberates through his own body. In this moment, Marcus begins to understand something that twenty-six years of saving lives never taught him: that his wounds are not evidence of failure. They are a map of where he has been, what he has survived, and who he is still becoming.
The Weight Men Carry
Marcus is not unusual. He is, statistically, ordinary. Across Canada, men carry their wounds the way they carry their wallets, close to the body, rarely opened in public. A 2025 national survey conducted by the Canadian Men's Health Foundation found that sixty-seven percent of Canadian men have never sought professional mental health support, even as sixty-four percent report moderate-to-high stress and twenty-three percent are at risk of moderate-to-severe depression (Canadian Men's Health Foundation, 2025). Half of all Canadian men are at risk of social isolation, a figure that climbs to sixty-seven percent among young men aged nineteen to twenty-nine and fifty-nine percent among racialized men (Canadian Men's Health Foundation, 2025). These are not abstract data points. They are the men beside us in traffic, coaching our children's hockey teams, scanning our groceries, answering our emergency calls.
The consequences of unspoken wounds are written into the most sobering statistic in Canadian public health: four out of every five suicides in this country are male (Distress and Crisis Ontario, 2024). Between 2020 and 2022, Ontario saw a significant increase in fair or poor mental health among men, accompanied by higher rates of hazardous alcohol consumption, binge drinking, and cannabis use (Nigatu and Hamilton, 2022). These patterns are not signs of moral failure. They are the predictable outcomes of a culture that teaches boys to armour up, then punishes men for the weight of that armour. As the landmark Adverse Childhood Experiences study demonstrated, childhood trauma does not simply vanish with age, it compounds, manifesting decades later in chronic disease, substance dependence, depression, and fractured relationships (Felitti et al., 1998). Men, research consistently shows, are more likely to externalize that compounded pain through aggression, workaholism, or withdrawal rather than seeking the healing they need (van der Kolk, 2014).
The U.S. Surgeon General's 2023 advisory on loneliness and isolation named social disconnection a public health crisis on par with smoking fifteen cigarettes a day, noting a twenty-nine percent increased risk of heart disease and a twenty-six percent increased risk of premature death among those who lack meaningful social connection (Office of the U.S. Surgeon General, 2023). In Canada, the picture is no less urgent. The Canadian Men's Health Foundation reported that fifty percent of men who scored high on social isolation also scored high on depression risk, suggesting that the two conditions feed each other in a devastating loop (Canadian Men's Health Foundation, 2025). Yet the cultural script persists: handle it yourself, don't burden others, push through. The result is a generation of men who are drowning in plain sight, their scars hidden beneath competence, humour, and silence.
The Wounded Healer: An Ancient Map for Modern Men
There is an older story about wounds, one that predates our culture's obsession with invulnerability by several thousand years. In Greek mythology, the centaur Chiron was struck by a poisoned arrow that could never heal. Rather than retreating into bitterness, Chiron became the greatest healer and teacher of his age, mentoring Achilles, Asclepius, and Heracles. His incurable wound became the source of his wisdom. Carl Jung, drawing on this myth, developed the concept of the wounded healer to describe a fundamental paradox of the human psyche: that our deepest capacity for compassion and understanding often emerges not despite our suffering but because of it (Jung, 1951). The healer who has not been wounded, Jung argued, lacks the experiential depth to accompany another through pain truly.
This archetype resonates across cultures and centuries. Among many First Nations communities, the medicine person's authority to heal is rooted not in academic credentials but in their own intimate experience of illness, loss, and recovery. The First Nations Health Authority has articulated this principle with striking clarity: "Everyone has the innate capacity to heal and transform trauma" (First Nations Health Authority, 2022). Their approach to wellness emphasizes that healing is not a solitary, clinical exercise but a communal process grounded in kindness, connection, and what they describe as "micro-interactions of loving care" that facilitate positive changes in the brain (First Nations Health Authority, 2022). The Blackfoot Nation's holistic worldview offers a complementary perspective, emphasizing community actualization over individual achievement, the understanding that no person heals alone because no person exists alone (Bastien, 2004).
Robert Bly, in his seminal exploration of masculine initiation, Iron John, argued that modern Western culture has stripped men of the rituals and elder guidance that once helped them integrate their wounds into wisdom. Without initiation, Bly contended, men remain "flying boys", emotionally suspended, unable to descend into the necessary grief that precedes genuine maturity (Bly, 1990). The spiritual writer Richard Rohr built on this insight, proposing that authentic growth requires what he calls "falling upward", the counterintuitive process by which failure, loss, and suffering become the very catalysts for deeper consciousness and purpose. "Those who have fallen, failed, or gone down," Rohr writes, "are the ones who understand up" (Rohr, 2011, p. xix). This is not a call to romanticize pain. It is a recognition that pain, when met with consciousness and community, transforms into something the uninjured self could never have produced.
Judith Herman, whose research on trauma recovery has shaped clinical practice for decades, identifies three stages of healing: establishing safety, reconstructing the trauma narrative, and reconnecting with ordinary life and community (Herman, 2015). What is remarkable about Herman's model is its insistence that the final stage, reconnection, is not optional. Healing is not complete in isolation. It requires what she calls "the restoration of social bonds" and "the survivor's sense of agency and purpose" (Herman, 2015, p. 197). For men, whose social conditioning often equates self-sufficiency with strength, this insight is both challenging and liberating. It means that the instinct to withdraw after being wounded, to retreat into the garage, the basement, the bottle, the blank screen, is not weakness. It is an understandable but ultimately insufficient response. The wound demands more. It demands witness.
The Body Remembers
Return to Marcus for a moment. When he thinks about the seven-year-old boy he could not save, he does not think in words. His body responds first: a tightening across the chest, a metallic taste at the back of his tongue, a sudden coldness in his hands. This is not a metaphor. It is neurobiology. Bessel van der Kolk, whose research at the Boston University School of Medicine has redefined our understanding of trauma, demonstrated that traumatic memories are often stored not as coherent narratives but as fragmented sensory impressions, sounds, smells, and physical sensations that the body re-experiences long after the mind has attempted to file the event away (van der Kolk, 2014). The amygdala, the brain's alarm system, becomes hyperactivated. The prefrontal cortex, responsible for rational thought and language, goes partially offline. The body, in van der Kolk's memorable phrase, "keeps the score" (van der Kolk, 2014).
Peter Levine, the developer of Somatic Experiencing, expanded this understanding by observing that animals in the wild routinely survive life-threatening encounters without developing chronic trauma symptoms. The difference, Levine argued, is that animals instinctively discharge survival energy through trembling, shaking, and completing interrupted fight-or-flight responses. Humans, constrained by social expectations and cognitive override, frequently suppress these natural discharge mechanisms, trapping the energy in their nervous systems where it manifests as anxiety, chronic pain, hypervigilance, or emotional numbness (Levine, 1997). For men, who are culturally trained from boyhood to suppress physical expressions of distress, to stop crying, to "shake it off," to "walk it off", this neurobiological trap is particularly insidious. The very behaviours that society rewards as masculine composure may be the same behaviours that prevent the body from completing its natural healing process.
Understanding this is not merely academic. It changes how we approach our own scars. If trauma lives in the body, then healing must also engage the body. This is why talk therapy alone, while valuable, is often insufficient for deep trauma recovery. Van der Kolk advocates body-based approaches, such as yoga, neurofeedback, EMDR, and somatic experiencing, that help individuals regain what he calls "befriending the body," a process of re-establishing safety in one's own physical self (van der Kolk, 2014). For Marcus, this knowledge arrives like a key turning in a lock he did not know existed. The chest tightness he has carried for years is not a personal failing. It is his body faithfully recording what his mouth was never permitted to say.
Drawing the Map
In the weeks following his first circle, Marcus begins a practice that Arthur suggested: a scar inventory. He sits at his kitchen table on a Saturday morning with a blank sheet of paper and a pencil. He draws a rough outline of a human body, nothing artistic, just a simple shape. Then, slowly, he begins to mark his scars. The burn on his left hand. The windshield cut on his right. The shoulder that never healed properly after a stretcher fall in 2011. These are the visible ones. Then he moves to the invisible marks. He draws a small circle over the chest: the tightness that comes when he hears certain dispatch codes. A mark at the throat: the words he swallowed at his father's funeral when he was nineteen, because his older brother told him that Dad would have wanted him to be strong. A mark at the gut: the chronic nausea that began after the call involving the seven-year-old and never fully went away.
Beside each mark, he writes a single sentence beginning with the same four words: "This scar taught me." The burn taught him that he could tolerate pain and still function. The throat mark taught him that silence is not the same as strength. The chest tightness taught him that the body does not forget, even when the mind tries to. The gut taught him that some things are too heavy to carry alone. The exercise is deceptively simple. It asks no one to relive trauma in graphic detail. It merely invites a different relationship with one's own history, a shift from "these are the things that damaged me" to "these are the things that shaped me, and I have something to learn from each one." This reframing is not denial. It does not erase the pain or pretend the wound was a gift. It acknowledges that the wound happened, that it cost something real, and that the scar it left behind contains information worth examining.
Arthur, who has been facilitating men's circles for over a decade, once described the scar inventory this way: "Most men I know have never taken stock of what they carry. They keep adding weight. The inventory doesn't take away weight. But it lets you see where it sits in your body and begin to ask whether you are carrying it, or whether it is carrying you." Research supports this reflective approach. Studies on expressive writing, pioneered by James Pennebaker, have demonstrated that structured reflection on difficult experiences can reduce stress hormones, improve immune function, and decrease symptoms of depression and anxiety (Pennebaker and Smyth, 2016). The act of externalizing internal experience, putting it on paper, giving it form, creates what psychologists call cognitive distance: enough space between the self and the wound to begin making meaning from it.
The Body as Ally
Kai, the youngest man in Marcus's circle, had never considered that his body might be an ally in healing. At twenty-one, he related to his body primarily as something to be disciplined: gym sessions, meal prep, performance metrics. The idea of placing his hands on his own chest and offering himself compassion felt, in his words, "kind of weird." But Arthur had asked the circle to try a simple somatic practice, and Kai, who had shown up precisely because his usual strategies were not working, was willing to experiment. The practice is straightforward: sit in a comfortable position and close your eyes. Scan the body slowly, from the crown of the head to the soles of the feet, noticing any areas of tension, tightness, pain, or numbness. When an area draws your attention, place one or both hands gently on that spot. Breathe deeply and silently offer three phrases: "I see you. I honour what you carry. You are safe now." Hold for three to five breaths. Then move on.
Kai placed his hands on his stomach, where he had carried a knot of anxiety since high school. "I felt ridiculous for about ten seconds," he told the circle afterward. "Then something let go. Not all the way. But a little. Like a fist unclenching one finger." This is not mysticism. It is physiology. Stephen Porges's polyvagal theory explains that the vagus nerve, which runs from the brainstem through the chest and abdomen, plays a central role in regulating the body's stress response. Gentle touch, slow breathing, and a sense of safety can activate the ventral vagal complex, shifting the nervous system from a defensive state to one of social engagement and calm (Porges, 2011). Kristin Neff's research on self-compassion has shown that practices involving compassionate self-touch and internal dialogue reduce cortisol, activate the parasympathetic nervous system, and increase feelings of safety and connectedness (Neff, 2011). For men who have been taught that tenderness is weakness, this practice is quietly revolutionary. It asks nothing more than to place a hand on your own body and tell yourself the truth: that you are here, that what you carry is real, and that you deserve the same gentleness you would offer a friend.
When Wounds Turn Outward
Not every scar becomes wisdom. Some become weapons. The distinction between an integrated wound and an unintegrated one is among the most consequential in a man's life. An unintegrated wound operates unconsciously. It manifests as the father who rages at his children because his own father raged at him. It shows up as the partner who cannot tolerate vulnerability in a relationship because vulnerability was once punished. It appears that the colleague who works eighty-hour weeks is not out of passion but out of a desperate need to prove that he is not the worthless boy someone once told him he was. It surfaces in the man who numbs himself with alcohol, pornography, gambling, or perpetual busyness because feeling anything at all threatens to unleash a grief he has never been equipped to process. The Centre for Addiction and Mental Health reports that men in Ontario consistently show higher rates of daily drinking, binge drinking, and symptoms of alcohol dependence than women (Nigatu and Hamilton, 2022). These are not lifestyle choices. They are, for many men, survival strategies, misguided attempts to manage pain that has never been given a legitimate outlet.
An integrated wound operates differently. Integration does not mean the wound no longer hurts. It means the wound has been acknowledged, examined, mourned, and gradually woven into a larger narrative of identity and purpose. The man with the integrated wound can say, "This happened to me, and it cost me dearly, and it shaped who I am, and I am using what it taught me to serve something larger than my own pain." This is the path of the wounded healer. It is Marcus, who begins mentoring younger paramedics not by pretending the job does not break you but by modelling what it looks like to be broken and still whole. It is Arthur, who facilitates circles not from a position of having solved his grief but from the lived authority of a man who walks with grief as a companion rather than an enemy. It is Kai, who starts a peer support group at his university because he remembers what it felt like to believe that no one else understood.
Richard Rohr offers a useful distinction here: between pain that is transformed and pain that is transmitted. "If we do not transform our pain," Rohr writes, "we will most assuredly transmit it to our families, our neighbours, our co-workers, and our communities" (Rohr, 2011, p. 28). This is not a moral judgment. It is an observation about the physics of suffering. Pain does not disappear when ignored. It moves. It finds an outlet. The question is not whether a man's wounds will shape the world around him. The question is whether they will shape it through unconscious repetition or through conscious transformation.
The Circle That Holds
There is a particular quality of silence that occurs in a men's circle when a man tells the truth about his life. It is not the silence of discomfort or avoidance. It is a silence that hums with attention, a silence that says, without words, "I am here. I am listening. You are not alone in this." Research on men's peer support consistently finds that men prefer informal, non-clinical settings for processing emotional material, and that the presence of male peers with similar lived experience creates a unique environment of permission, a sense that vulnerability is not only safe but honoured (Vickery, 2022). Men's circles offer something that individual therapy cannot: the experience of being witnessed by a community of equals. Herman (2015) identified this witnessing as essential to trauma recovery, noting that shame loses much of its power when a story is spoken aloud and met with recognition rather than judgment.
In Marcus's circle, Arthur introduced a simple framework for sharing wound stories that has become a kind of compass for the group. It has four movements: "This is what happened. This is what it cost me. This is what it taught me. This is who I am becoming because of it." The framework does not rush toward resolution. It does not demand a silver lining. It honours the cost before asking about the gift. When Marcus finally told the full story of the seven-year-old boy, the call, the scene, the moment he knew it was too late, the sixteen years of nightmares that followed, he used this framework. The men in the circle did not try to fix him. They did not offer advice. They sat with him in the wreckage of his most painful memory and, by their presence, communicated something his years of solitary coping never could: that this wound did not diminish him. He was deepened by it.
Arthur, speaking from his own experience, once told the group: "I spent ten years trying to grieve my wife's death alone. I read every book. I journaled. I prayed. I did everything a man is supposed to do when he dares to face his pain. And none of it healed me. What healed me was sitting in a room with other broken men and discovering that my brokenness was not a problem to be solved. It was the very thing that connected me to every other human being on the planet." This is the paradox at the heart of the wounded healer archetype: that our most isolating experiences, when shared, become our deepest points of connection. The scar a man believes sets him apart from others is often the very one that draws others to him, because it proves he has been where they are and survived.
The Alchemy of Scars
Integration is not a destination. It is a practice. It is the daily, often unglamorous work of choosing consciousness over avoidance, connection over isolation, honesty over performance. Some days, integration looks like Marcus driving to his circle on a Tuesday night when every fibre of his body wants to stay home and watch television. Some days, it looks like Kai texting a friend to say, "I'm struggling today," instead of scrolling social media for three hours. Some days, it looks like Arthur sitting in the silence of his living room, hand on his heart, breathing into the grief that visits him every January when the anniversary of his wife's death comes around, and allowing it to move through him rather than around him.
The Blackfoot understanding of community actualization suggests that wellness is not an individual achievement but a collective responsibility, that we are well when our community is well. Our community is well when each member is supported in bringing their full self, scars and all, into the circle (Bastien, 2004). This stands in direct contrast to the dominant Western narrative of the self-made man, the lone wolf, the man who needs no one. That narrative is killing men. The Surgeon General's data confirms it. The Canadian Men's Health Foundation's research confirms it. The empty chairs at family tables and the flowers on too-early graves confirm it. But the alternative is not weakness. The alternative is a different kind of strength; the strength it takes to show your scars to another human being and allow yourself to be seen.
The First Nations Health Authority puts this beautifully: "Micro-interactions of loving care are actually what heal us" (First Nations Health Authority, 2022). Not grand gestures. Not heroic breakthroughs. Micro-interactions. A hand on a shoulder. A text that says, "Thinking of you." A circle of men who show up every second Tuesday, not because they have answers, but because they have presence. Pennebaker's research confirms that even brief, structured moments of emotional expression create measurable physiological changes, reduced blood pressure, improved immune markers, and decreased visits to medical professionals (Pennebaker and Smyth, 2016). The body, it turns out, responds as a wound does to clean air and light. Cover it indefinitely, and it festers. Open it to the right conditions, and it begins, slowly, to close.
A Call to Brotherhood
If you have read this far, something in these words has spoken to a place in you that knows. You know the weight of what you carry. You know the cost of carrying it alone. And perhaps you also know, in some quiet corner of yourself that you have not yet been willing to listen to, that there is another way. Men's circles, peer support groups, and brotherhood organizations exist across this country and around the world, built by men who discovered that their wounds became wisdom only when they stopped hiding them. Organizations such as the ManKind Project, Movember's peer support initiatives, the DUDES Club, and many others have created spaces where men of every age, background, and experience can bring their whole, scarred selves and discover that they are not alone. A comprehensive list of men's wellness communities and resources is available on the Beyond Brotherhood Resources Page at www.beyondbrotherhood.ca/resources.
You do not need to have it all figured out. You do not need to be in crisis. You do not need to be ready. You only need to be willing. Willing to show up once. Willing to sit in a circle and answer the question, "What do you carry?" Willing to discover that the scar you have been hiding might be the very thing that another man needs to see, because it tells him he is not the only one. The research is unambiguous: men who participate in community-based peer support report reduced isolation, improved emotional literacy, and a greater sense of purpose and belonging (Vickery, 2022). But the research only confirms what men who have sat in circles already know: that something happens when a man tells the truth about his life in the presence of other men telling the truth about theirs. Something breaks open. Something heals.
The Map That Leads Forward
It is six months after that first Tuesday night. Marcus still works as a paramedic. The job has not gotten easier. But something in Marcus has changed. He has begun meeting with younger paramedics, not for the official debriefs mandated by the service but for something less formal and more honest. Over coffee, in the parking lot after a difficult shift, or in the quiet cab of the ambulance between calls, he tells them what no one told him: that this work will mark you, and that the marks are not your shame. He does not preach or counsel. He shows his scars and says, "This is what happened. This is what it cost me. This is what it taught me. This is who I am becoming because of it." And in the faces of those younger men, he sees the same thing he felt in that first circle: the enormous, almost physical relief of being told the truth by someone who has survived it.
Kai is now in his second year of peer facilitator training at his university, guiding a small group of young men who gather weekly to practise the kind of honesty that Kai himself was never taught. He still carries the scar on his forearm. He does not hide it anymore. When someone asks, he tells the story, not as a confession, but as a map. "I was here," the scar says. "And I kept going." Arthur still facilitates the Tuesday circle. His grief has not vanished. But it has companions now. It walks alongside purpose, alongside love for the men who sit in that ring of folding chairs, alongside a quiet gratitude for the life his wife would have wanted him to live. Last month, he told the circle something that made several men, Marcus included, lower their eyes to hide the sudden blur of tears. "My wife's death nearly killed me," Arthur said. "But the men in this room brought me back to life. And now I get to return the favour."
Brother, if you are reading this, you already know. You know the weight. You know the silence. And somewhere beneath the armour, you know the longing for something more. Your scars are not evidence of failure. They are proof that you have lived, that you have endured, that you have walked through fire and are still here. They are a map, not of where you were broken, but of where you became wise. You do not have to read that map alone. None of us does. The circle is waiting. The brothers are waiting. Your story belongs here. Your scars belong here. You are right on time.
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About the Author
Mark Pitcher lives where the mountains keep their oldest promises, in a valley in the Canadian Rockies, where glacier-fed waters carve poetry into stone and the night sky burns with a silence so vast it feels like truth speaking. Half the year, he calls this wilderness home, no paved roads, no lights, no noise but the heartbeat of the land. It is here, between two ancient peaks and the hush of untouched forest, that Mark's soul was reforged in the fires of meaning and purpose.
Today, Mark stands as a bridge between two worlds: the untamed wilderness that shapes him and the global brotherhoods that inspire him, WYLDMen, MDI, Connect'd Men, Illuman, Man-Aligned, Sacred Sons, UNcivilized Nation, and The Strenuous Life. He walks among these circles as a brother, a man who has risen with a purpose that hums like thunder beneath his ribs.
His vision is now focused on a singular horizon: the creation of the Beyond Brotherhood Retreat Centre. Mark is currently scouting the rugged landscapes of the Rockies, searching for the specific soil and stone that will hold this sanctuary. This is the next great ascent, a mission to secure a permanent home for men to gather, a place where the land itself becomes the teacher.
Mark's teachings are a constellation of old and new: Viktor Frankl's pursuit of meaning, Indigenous land teachings, the cold bite of resilience training, the quiet medicine of Shinrin-yoku, the flowing strength of Qigong, and the fierce ethics of the warrior who knows compassion is a weapon of liberation. A student of Spiritual Care at St. Stephen's College and a seeker of Indigenous truth and reconciliation at the University of Calgary, he is training to guide others into the healing arms of the forest and cold water.
Mark Pitcher is a man rebuilt in the open, a guide, a mentor, and a storyteller whose voice feels like a compass. He is a wilderness warrior who carries warmth like a fire in the night, a man who says, "You don't have to walk this alone. None of us do." His presence steadies and softens, reminding men of a primal belonging they have long forgotten.
Beyond Brotherhood is the living proof of his promise: a vision shaped by courage and unwavering love, a future sanctuary where men remember who they are, who they were, and who they can still become. Mark's upcoming book will dive even deeper into the rise of wilderness-led masculinity and the return of men to purpose, connection, and meaning.
If your heart is thundering as you read this, that is the signal. That is the call. Mark extends his hand to you with the warmth of a fire in winter: You belong here. Your story belongs here. Your strength belongs here. Walk with him. Into the wilderness. Into the circle. Into the life that's been waiting for you.
The journey is only beginning, and Mark is already at the trailhead, looking back with a smile that says: "Brother, you're right on time."
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