We took the Eastern Disney Magic on October 5-12, 2002. Our group consisted of DH and I, our DS-6 and DS-9 in one cabin and DSisIL and DNephew-22 and my DMom-84 in the other cabin. My mother can walk on her own, but after a broken leg in January of 2002 and spinal compressions, both several years old and recent, she is slow and rickety on her feet. Her osteoporosis makes it scary to even think of another trip or fall. We decided to get a transport wheelchair to get her around the long distances on the cruise and the subsequent visit to WDW.
Mind you, most of my comments here are not based on wheelchair veteran status. I am a fairly newbie wheelchair-pusher and Ill bet you vets, both pushers and riders, would have a different point of view. This report focuses on the chair issues, not the cruise in general, so is filled with suggestions and complaints. This does not apply to the cruise in general, which was great. I am hoping anyone in a wheelchair or pushing one who has cruised will add comments to this report so we can get good info out there for future cruisers. I am also hoping this will start a dialog that DCL will take to heart. I have seen comments from others on changes that could be made to the ships to promote accessibility.
Cabins: We had booked inside cabins, but my mom had been having some claustrophobia bouts, so we decided to upgrade to outside cabins. The cruise was not full, so we were able to get connecting cabins, just slightly forward on the sixth deck, this was not a disabled unit, as my mom is O.K. on her feet as long as there are not huge distances. The agent at the port who upgraded us did not even know which rooms were wheelchair accessible, she read the map and thought one of the rooms she moved us to was a WC unit, it was not, would have thought they would know better. The rooms were the first after the veranda rooms, therefore there was a jog in the hall where we stashed the WC, otherwise we had to stick it one of the baths, not a great option. There is not another good space to store one in a room with more than two occupants. The main cabin halls are narrow enough, and sometimes filled with carts, it would not be easy to go long distances down the cabin corridors. In one way, the inside cabins may be better. The cabins with windows or verandas are arranged with the couch by the window, thus necessitating going around the bed in a very narrow path. Not safe for me even, I kept tripping on the edge of the bed.
A note about claustrophobia: I was very glad we upgraded, my mom did have some real anxiety, she found the ship confining, especially the first day or two. She was surprised at this, too. She grew up in the Canal Zone and had spent many hours on boats going to and from the CZ and Pennsylvania. Deck four was her best medicine (and I gotta admit, just about my favorite place on the ship, too.) I think an inside cabin would have been a real problem for her. We did not want the veranda, because we figured we wouldnt be in the cabin much, but I would consider this on another cruise, especially for folks who need more rest or down time, course what is best for comfort always costs waaaayyyyy more. Why not design some connecting cabins with only one veranda for a slightly lowered cost?
The drill: Torture for us, and my mom. Hot, in the sun wearing your preserver. Not shaded. Cant figure out how to make this less of an ordeal for someone in a chair.
Restaurants: AAARRGGHHH! We were assigned table 37. This was a really lousy spot, especially in Animators Palette. AP had a great view of the server entrance and a large plate scrapping area, complete with stacks of high chairs, gak. Millions spent, but obviously none of the Imagineers ever sat at our table. My mom felt we were being hidden from the paying guests. We were in the very back of this restaurant and Parrot Cay. Lumieres was a bit better. In all three restaurants, because of the server stations, which are very high, we felt we were in a hole. You could not see any of the entertainment, such as the parades with the characters or the baked Alaska, without rising from you seat, not an option for my mom. If we were not one of the first arrivals it was very congested and hard to move the chair through the restaurant. Since we had booked far in advance and told them about the wheelchair, I must conclude our needs were lost in the booking and reiteration process with Special Services. We did not change tables because we liked our servers, and they had no tables in the late seating since the cruise was not full. Mean thing to stick the servers with a location no one wanted to sit in, but that a few of us stuck with since we had small kids and would not change to late seating. (This station became more empty as the cruise progressed.) The restrooms are far away, especially when having to wheel back through a crowded space in the middle of the meal, and become seemingly even further away when both kids have to make a trip and Mom .again.
Decks: Deck nine was fine when the ship was moving, a sweltering pit when not. It was hard to find a cool spot to sit, so Mom could watch and we could play. The pool is recessed deep in the deck, and you only get a really good view of your kids by sitting on the edge of the pool. Not good if you are confined to your chair. The vantage is better at the Mickey pool. Deck four, with the great padded lounge chairs was a blessing. Always cool if you choose the shaded side. We ended up spending nice time here, but the kids would get bored, there are only so many games of shuffleboard you can stand. Plus the smokers were here, and the joggers. (Strange combo.) Since this is an open deck, there are two sets of doors to negotiate to get on deck. The first set is swing doors, they needed some tipping of the chair over the lips, and assistance or a lot of behind-holding work. The second sets were slide doors with an auto-punch button, much easier to get through. The air-lock between the doors would benefit from a bit more turning space. The thresholds seem to be higher than needed here, too.
Elevators, mostly criticism: If you have someone who needs a chair, pick either the forward or aft elevator areas, the midship elevators are always way too busy. The elevators are slow in coming. There are not any loud audible or easily visible signs when one does arrive. Many times the up or down request light went out and we never noticed that an elevator had come, and gone. The elevators need to hold on the floor a bit longer, it was often a race to turn the chair and back on without holding the door-open button. The elevators are very small, we could get our group of seven on, but it was a squeeze. There is not enough room to turn within the elevator. If we were not going nine floors up, a few of us would take the elevator with Mom and the rest would race the stairs. If we had gear, forget it, we couldnt fit.
Doors, often a pain: The doors we used the most, in and out of deck nine, were a pain, those with auto-openers did not hold long enough, at least not for me to negotiate the carpet-to-lip-to-plank surface changes. Every rough bump hurts my moms back. From halls of thick plush carpet you had to go down a fairly steep, short teak-planked hill (steep enough to worry about tipping someone out of a wheelchair) on the forward end; the aft end lobby was not as bad, often because a CM was waiting to direct people to Topsiders, and this CM would assist us. Every other door had small lips the chair needed to be tipped up over. I cannot imagine negotiating most of these seemingly minor obstacles on your own steam. Every other wheelchair, (and there were very few) I saw on the ship was being pushed by someone.
On and off the ship: I had anticipated this with the most trepidation. It turned out to be fairly easy, the plank off was not steeply sloped and the docks were smooth all the way to car rental in St. Maarten and St. Thomas to Havensight Mall. A great officer, whose name I did not catch, (Taiwanese?, oriental, black hair, compact, not at all muscle-man) often seemed to be there to help us up and down, thanks. We did not tender anywhere, so I cannot comment on that. Castaway Cay was a breeze.
St Maarten: We rolled off the dock area and picked up a van reserved through Hertz. The van was in good shape, but did not have air-conditioning vents in the mid and back, which made for a very uncomfortable ride for those in the back after our two stops. Request a van with rear vents!!!!! We first went to Dawn Beach. This is not the place for anyone who cannot get out of a chair. We arrived to find the entrance blocked, so we went further up the road, then turned around. When we came back the gate was open, so in we went. We were only the second car in the smooth paved lot. However, there was a paved path down, not very steep but with several steps. My mom walked down. We seated her at a wooden table near the restaurant, piled our stuff and snorkeled (more on this in another, later report). The couple who ran the facilities at the beach showed up about 11:00 and were kind in allowing us to bogart the table. There was shade under the stunted, small trees, near the restrooms, a bonus. The bar had opened a bit sooner for soda and water. My mom waited at the table, rubber-necked and kept an eye on the DS-6 who was having issues with the waves. This could be a doable beach if you can carry your chair and occupant down. After lunch purchased from the kind proprietors, we moved on. We took a drive around the island, while all sweltered in the back. We arrived in Phillipsburg and parked in the pay lot off Back street. We left the WC in the car. St Maarten is almost inaccessible. There are many steps, stores are all steps up, or upstairs and the pavement is lousy, broken bricks, cobbles and curbs. We went to Kayes jewelry to make a purchase, they seated my mom, brought us water, beer and soda, they were just great, a wonderful store, sanctioned by the DCL. They treated us well, even giving DS-6 access to several potty trips. After a lot of time there to get some earrings and a ring set, Mom and I moved on slowly to several other shops. Very many steps and hazards, careful if you walk Front Street! Then all back to the car and the ship. The shopping in St M is great, but I feel they could do a lot to make their shopping area bring in an untapped shopping-in-a-wheel-chair hoard. I would probably have bought a heck of a lot more if we could have negotiated the shops faster. While I realize the island is economically depressed, some of the ubiquitous luxury item duty-free chains could easily pop for a ramp. If someone buys a diamond at one of the sanctioned shops of DCL, the profit would pay for a ramp at these stores. What a way to boost their sales. We are wheelchair friendly! Shop here!. DCL should consider asking this of their O.K.d stores.
St Thomas: I became frustrated talking to the shore trip info getters from DCL. They could not confirm any trips as being totally accessible. Their method of info gathering consisted of me calling special services and them then asking around if anyone in the office knew anything. Sheesh, for a company that is so good in their parks, they get a zero here. So I contacted Shoretrips. Shirley in that office did a wonderful job of emailing back and forth with their suppliers at St Thomas. We ended up chartering a half-day boat with them via the St Thomas Dive Club. We walked slowly to the end of the Pier after being met. (Everyone got my mom off first, without me, leaving the chair behind, not knowing we COULD take it.) It was a very long walk to where our charter was docked. Chair would have helped. The two charter captains got her on carefully. We padded the seat with towels and we were off. This was a great charter out to Capella Isle for snorkeling. Now, a Duh? on my part. I just assumed from the size of the boat that it would have a head (boat talk for toilet). Wrong. Thank heavens we had brought a suit for my mom, which she changed into to take a quick comfort stop in the ocean, the only toilet available. The captains kept a tube tied to the boat, so not the best solution to a problem, but it worked. If you charter, ASK for a toilet. After snorkeling, they took us to their home beach, which we could have stayed at and taxied back. A foul-up here. Each restroom they directed us to was broken, finally found one, but with the slow progress of my mom, took 20 minutes. I was a bit peeved (cmon you guys, you must have noticed the ones at your shop were under construction.) Anyway, back to the ship for lunch and clean-up. Everyone else went off to power shop and Mom and I took a quick trip to Havensight mall to shop. Off the ship easily and across to the mall, just a five minute wheel. While this was miles more accessible than St Martin, it does have its garfers. There is a ramp up the first group of buildings, but only steps on the far side, so the chair must be turned, and back-the-way-you-came. Most of the shops are accessible, fairly wide isles. Hiss-boo to Captains Corner for congested, lousy arrangements, and sanctioned by DCL no less. But nearly every shop has a one to two inch lip at the doorway, a real pain, you have to tip the chair into every shop. I also wonder how many folks a-foot trip over these boogers. A very few shops have placed heavy rugs across their stoops to counter this, we shopped in these! Your thoughtfulness gave you our dollars! Too bad the prices were not as good as St Maarten.
Cataway Cay: Very easy on and off, no elevation changes, ramps pretty level. Paths are wide and paved. We wheeled all the way down the tram area, then got a sand wheelchair. Hmmm what can I say about these. Huge, comfy, umbrellas, . and a real nasty piece of work to push. The umbrella is in the pushers face, they did not push easily on the pavement, but surprisingly were easier to push on the sand. Dont dump your chair there, take both if needed, then you can negotiate the lunch area, paths, docks etc. in your own chair and just use the other on the sand. If you do not have an extra person to push .dont know what to advise. Here was our one big conflagration. Castaway Cay was unbearably hot. My mom did not want to wear her suit. If I had it to do over again, I would have gotten her to suit up. She could have sat in a chair in the calm water to cool off. She got very over-heated and miserable and my nephew returned her to the ship. Guilt, guilt. If you go to the beaches, bring some way to cool off. Suit up, to test the water or at the very least bring a spray bottle to spritz off. There is not a single cool sitting location on CC. My suggestion? A platform area, reserved for families with wheelchairs. Covered, on the sand so they can see their kids in the water. Add misters and/or ceiling fans for relief from the heat. Or even an air-conditioned observation area??? At St M we could escape to a semi-cool car, at St. Tom, well, Id do that different too. But at CC it is a very long trek from the ship to the family beach (and even farther to the adult). Maybe arrange a beach even closer to the ship?
Would we do it again? Yes, probably, wallet and God willing. Could DCL make some simple changes to remove some pretty constant irritation? A resounding yes! The hardest part was just moving from plush carpet, to metal flanges, to teak hills, to flat surfaces with narrow-too-quickly-closing doors. The hardest part for my mom was the heat and being a captive audience. To her, for putting up with a testy daughter, fairy dust. To all of the nice passengers who jumped off elevators, held doors and pulled in chairs, fairy dust. To all of the CMs who helped, fairy dust. And to our servers, who put up with us, and found toothpicks for Moms martinis, an extra sprinkling of fairy dust.
Mind you, most of my comments here are not based on wheelchair veteran status. I am a fairly newbie wheelchair-pusher and Ill bet you vets, both pushers and riders, would have a different point of view. This report focuses on the chair issues, not the cruise in general, so is filled with suggestions and complaints. This does not apply to the cruise in general, which was great. I am hoping anyone in a wheelchair or pushing one who has cruised will add comments to this report so we can get good info out there for future cruisers. I am also hoping this will start a dialog that DCL will take to heart. I have seen comments from others on changes that could be made to the ships to promote accessibility.
Cabins: We had booked inside cabins, but my mom had been having some claustrophobia bouts, so we decided to upgrade to outside cabins. The cruise was not full, so we were able to get connecting cabins, just slightly forward on the sixth deck, this was not a disabled unit, as my mom is O.K. on her feet as long as there are not huge distances. The agent at the port who upgraded us did not even know which rooms were wheelchair accessible, she read the map and thought one of the rooms she moved us to was a WC unit, it was not, would have thought they would know better. The rooms were the first after the veranda rooms, therefore there was a jog in the hall where we stashed the WC, otherwise we had to stick it one of the baths, not a great option. There is not another good space to store one in a room with more than two occupants. The main cabin halls are narrow enough, and sometimes filled with carts, it would not be easy to go long distances down the cabin corridors. In one way, the inside cabins may be better. The cabins with windows or verandas are arranged with the couch by the window, thus necessitating going around the bed in a very narrow path. Not safe for me even, I kept tripping on the edge of the bed.
A note about claustrophobia: I was very glad we upgraded, my mom did have some real anxiety, she found the ship confining, especially the first day or two. She was surprised at this, too. She grew up in the Canal Zone and had spent many hours on boats going to and from the CZ and Pennsylvania. Deck four was her best medicine (and I gotta admit, just about my favorite place on the ship, too.) I think an inside cabin would have been a real problem for her. We did not want the veranda, because we figured we wouldnt be in the cabin much, but I would consider this on another cruise, especially for folks who need more rest or down time, course what is best for comfort always costs waaaayyyyy more. Why not design some connecting cabins with only one veranda for a slightly lowered cost?
The drill: Torture for us, and my mom. Hot, in the sun wearing your preserver. Not shaded. Cant figure out how to make this less of an ordeal for someone in a chair.
Restaurants: AAARRGGHHH! We were assigned table 37. This was a really lousy spot, especially in Animators Palette. AP had a great view of the server entrance and a large plate scrapping area, complete with stacks of high chairs, gak. Millions spent, but obviously none of the Imagineers ever sat at our table. My mom felt we were being hidden from the paying guests. We were in the very back of this restaurant and Parrot Cay. Lumieres was a bit better. In all three restaurants, because of the server stations, which are very high, we felt we were in a hole. You could not see any of the entertainment, such as the parades with the characters or the baked Alaska, without rising from you seat, not an option for my mom. If we were not one of the first arrivals it was very congested and hard to move the chair through the restaurant. Since we had booked far in advance and told them about the wheelchair, I must conclude our needs were lost in the booking and reiteration process with Special Services. We did not change tables because we liked our servers, and they had no tables in the late seating since the cruise was not full. Mean thing to stick the servers with a location no one wanted to sit in, but that a few of us stuck with since we had small kids and would not change to late seating. (This station became more empty as the cruise progressed.) The restrooms are far away, especially when having to wheel back through a crowded space in the middle of the meal, and become seemingly even further away when both kids have to make a trip and Mom .again.
Decks: Deck nine was fine when the ship was moving, a sweltering pit when not. It was hard to find a cool spot to sit, so Mom could watch and we could play. The pool is recessed deep in the deck, and you only get a really good view of your kids by sitting on the edge of the pool. Not good if you are confined to your chair. The vantage is better at the Mickey pool. Deck four, with the great padded lounge chairs was a blessing. Always cool if you choose the shaded side. We ended up spending nice time here, but the kids would get bored, there are only so many games of shuffleboard you can stand. Plus the smokers were here, and the joggers. (Strange combo.) Since this is an open deck, there are two sets of doors to negotiate to get on deck. The first set is swing doors, they needed some tipping of the chair over the lips, and assistance or a lot of behind-holding work. The second sets were slide doors with an auto-punch button, much easier to get through. The air-lock between the doors would benefit from a bit more turning space. The thresholds seem to be higher than needed here, too.
Elevators, mostly criticism: If you have someone who needs a chair, pick either the forward or aft elevator areas, the midship elevators are always way too busy. The elevators are slow in coming. There are not any loud audible or easily visible signs when one does arrive. Many times the up or down request light went out and we never noticed that an elevator had come, and gone. The elevators need to hold on the floor a bit longer, it was often a race to turn the chair and back on without holding the door-open button. The elevators are very small, we could get our group of seven on, but it was a squeeze. There is not enough room to turn within the elevator. If we were not going nine floors up, a few of us would take the elevator with Mom and the rest would race the stairs. If we had gear, forget it, we couldnt fit.
Doors, often a pain: The doors we used the most, in and out of deck nine, were a pain, those with auto-openers did not hold long enough, at least not for me to negotiate the carpet-to-lip-to-plank surface changes. Every rough bump hurts my moms back. From halls of thick plush carpet you had to go down a fairly steep, short teak-planked hill (steep enough to worry about tipping someone out of a wheelchair) on the forward end; the aft end lobby was not as bad, often because a CM was waiting to direct people to Topsiders, and this CM would assist us. Every other door had small lips the chair needed to be tipped up over. I cannot imagine negotiating most of these seemingly minor obstacles on your own steam. Every other wheelchair, (and there were very few) I saw on the ship was being pushed by someone.
On and off the ship: I had anticipated this with the most trepidation. It turned out to be fairly easy, the plank off was not steeply sloped and the docks were smooth all the way to car rental in St. Maarten and St. Thomas to Havensight Mall. A great officer, whose name I did not catch, (Taiwanese?, oriental, black hair, compact, not at all muscle-man) often seemed to be there to help us up and down, thanks. We did not tender anywhere, so I cannot comment on that. Castaway Cay was a breeze.
St Maarten: We rolled off the dock area and picked up a van reserved through Hertz. The van was in good shape, but did not have air-conditioning vents in the mid and back, which made for a very uncomfortable ride for those in the back after our two stops. Request a van with rear vents!!!!! We first went to Dawn Beach. This is not the place for anyone who cannot get out of a chair. We arrived to find the entrance blocked, so we went further up the road, then turned around. When we came back the gate was open, so in we went. We were only the second car in the smooth paved lot. However, there was a paved path down, not very steep but with several steps. My mom walked down. We seated her at a wooden table near the restaurant, piled our stuff and snorkeled (more on this in another, later report). The couple who ran the facilities at the beach showed up about 11:00 and were kind in allowing us to bogart the table. There was shade under the stunted, small trees, near the restrooms, a bonus. The bar had opened a bit sooner for soda and water. My mom waited at the table, rubber-necked and kept an eye on the DS-6 who was having issues with the waves. This could be a doable beach if you can carry your chair and occupant down. After lunch purchased from the kind proprietors, we moved on. We took a drive around the island, while all sweltered in the back. We arrived in Phillipsburg and parked in the pay lot off Back street. We left the WC in the car. St Maarten is almost inaccessible. There are many steps, stores are all steps up, or upstairs and the pavement is lousy, broken bricks, cobbles and curbs. We went to Kayes jewelry to make a purchase, they seated my mom, brought us water, beer and soda, they were just great, a wonderful store, sanctioned by the DCL. They treated us well, even giving DS-6 access to several potty trips. After a lot of time there to get some earrings and a ring set, Mom and I moved on slowly to several other shops. Very many steps and hazards, careful if you walk Front Street! Then all back to the car and the ship. The shopping in St M is great, but I feel they could do a lot to make their shopping area bring in an untapped shopping-in-a-wheel-chair hoard. I would probably have bought a heck of a lot more if we could have negotiated the shops faster. While I realize the island is economically depressed, some of the ubiquitous luxury item duty-free chains could easily pop for a ramp. If someone buys a diamond at one of the sanctioned shops of DCL, the profit would pay for a ramp at these stores. What a way to boost their sales. We are wheelchair friendly! Shop here!. DCL should consider asking this of their O.K.d stores.
St Thomas: I became frustrated talking to the shore trip info getters from DCL. They could not confirm any trips as being totally accessible. Their method of info gathering consisted of me calling special services and them then asking around if anyone in the office knew anything. Sheesh, for a company that is so good in their parks, they get a zero here. So I contacted Shoretrips. Shirley in that office did a wonderful job of emailing back and forth with their suppliers at St Thomas. We ended up chartering a half-day boat with them via the St Thomas Dive Club. We walked slowly to the end of the Pier after being met. (Everyone got my mom off first, without me, leaving the chair behind, not knowing we COULD take it.) It was a very long walk to where our charter was docked. Chair would have helped. The two charter captains got her on carefully. We padded the seat with towels and we were off. This was a great charter out to Capella Isle for snorkeling. Now, a Duh? on my part. I just assumed from the size of the boat that it would have a head (boat talk for toilet). Wrong. Thank heavens we had brought a suit for my mom, which she changed into to take a quick comfort stop in the ocean, the only toilet available. The captains kept a tube tied to the boat, so not the best solution to a problem, but it worked. If you charter, ASK for a toilet. After snorkeling, they took us to their home beach, which we could have stayed at and taxied back. A foul-up here. Each restroom they directed us to was broken, finally found one, but with the slow progress of my mom, took 20 minutes. I was a bit peeved (cmon you guys, you must have noticed the ones at your shop were under construction.) Anyway, back to the ship for lunch and clean-up. Everyone else went off to power shop and Mom and I took a quick trip to Havensight mall to shop. Off the ship easily and across to the mall, just a five minute wheel. While this was miles more accessible than St Martin, it does have its garfers. There is a ramp up the first group of buildings, but only steps on the far side, so the chair must be turned, and back-the-way-you-came. Most of the shops are accessible, fairly wide isles. Hiss-boo to Captains Corner for congested, lousy arrangements, and sanctioned by DCL no less. But nearly every shop has a one to two inch lip at the doorway, a real pain, you have to tip the chair into every shop. I also wonder how many folks a-foot trip over these boogers. A very few shops have placed heavy rugs across their stoops to counter this, we shopped in these! Your thoughtfulness gave you our dollars! Too bad the prices were not as good as St Maarten.
Cataway Cay: Very easy on and off, no elevation changes, ramps pretty level. Paths are wide and paved. We wheeled all the way down the tram area, then got a sand wheelchair. Hmmm what can I say about these. Huge, comfy, umbrellas, . and a real nasty piece of work to push. The umbrella is in the pushers face, they did not push easily on the pavement, but surprisingly were easier to push on the sand. Dont dump your chair there, take both if needed, then you can negotiate the lunch area, paths, docks etc. in your own chair and just use the other on the sand. If you do not have an extra person to push .dont know what to advise. Here was our one big conflagration. Castaway Cay was unbearably hot. My mom did not want to wear her suit. If I had it to do over again, I would have gotten her to suit up. She could have sat in a chair in the calm water to cool off. She got very over-heated and miserable and my nephew returned her to the ship. Guilt, guilt. If you go to the beaches, bring some way to cool off. Suit up, to test the water or at the very least bring a spray bottle to spritz off. There is not a single cool sitting location on CC. My suggestion? A platform area, reserved for families with wheelchairs. Covered, on the sand so they can see their kids in the water. Add misters and/or ceiling fans for relief from the heat. Or even an air-conditioned observation area??? At St M we could escape to a semi-cool car, at St. Tom, well, Id do that different too. But at CC it is a very long trek from the ship to the family beach (and even farther to the adult). Maybe arrange a beach even closer to the ship?
Would we do it again? Yes, probably, wallet and God willing. Could DCL make some simple changes to remove some pretty constant irritation? A resounding yes! The hardest part was just moving from plush carpet, to metal flanges, to teak hills, to flat surfaces with narrow-too-quickly-closing doors. The hardest part for my mom was the heat and being a captive audience. To her, for putting up with a testy daughter, fairy dust. To all of the nice passengers who jumped off elevators, held doors and pulled in chairs, fairy dust. To all of the CMs who helped, fairy dust. And to our servers, who put up with us, and found toothpicks for Moms martinis, an extra sprinkling of fairy dust.
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