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BOAC 911 crash on 5 March 1966 and lessons learnt

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By Capt.  G A Fernando MBA,

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Compared to other Airlines British Overseas Airways Corporation (BOAC) had uneconomical over powered, fuel-guzzling aircraft in its fleet, essential to operate into hot, high and humid airports of the British Commonwealth that had short Runways. It seemed as if connectivity was more important than profit. In 1955 the requirement for Vickers Civil Jet programme in Britain had been cancelled by the management of BOAC. There was no replacement planned for the existing Comet 4C and Bristol Britannia aircraft. As a result, BOAC was running at a loss. When the Boeing 707 passenger jet aircraft were introduced by Pan American Airlines of the USA, the BOAC Management was also keen on acquiring the same type of aircraft with a few modifications and with more economical Rolls Royce Convey 12 engines as against the Pratt and Whitney JT3D engines that the original American aircraft had. So, in 1956 BOAC ordered 15 B 707 aircraft which needed longer runways to land and Take-off. Subsequently, after an uproar in the British Parliament BOAC was forced to also order 17 Vickers VC 10’s as well. But that’s another story! The American B 707 aircraft thus ordered were inducted into BOAC service in 1960.

As far back as 1947 Pan American had two flights originating from USA, going around the world. One went west bound from San Francisco (call sign, ‘Yankee Clipper 001’) and the other (call sign ‘Yankee Clipper 002’) went east bound from New York, with multiple stops. They usually crossed each other somewhere over Lebanon in the Middle East, going in opposite directions. After acquiring the B 707 aircraft, BOAC too followed suite with one B 707 going east bound from England across Europe and Asia, and the other west bound across the Atlantic and around the world. Jet aircraft were operated like stage coaches of old. They were kept continuously flying, after a change of crew (like changing horses!) and refuelling, at the end of each stage.

This is the story of a west bound BOAC B 707 aircraft (Call sign Speed bird 911). The year1966 was a bad year for Air Safety in Japan. In fact, that year, there were four fatal crashes and two within 48 hours. On the evening of 4th March 1966, the Tokyo Haneda International Airport, was ‘boxed in’ with bad weather due to an area of low pressure overhead resulting in fog, rain and low visibility. The Captain of a Canadian Pacific aircraft circling over Japan and waiting to land, decided to divert to Taiwan as the weather conditions were bad and not improving. However, Air Traffic Control in Tokyo then told them that the weather was observed to be improving. So they decided to carry out an approach that resulted in a fatal deviation from the glide path and the Douglas DC 8 aircraft, undershot, hitting some approach lights and a sea wall before crashing into the airport premises in flames.

 

That same night, a BOAC ‘Speed bird 911’ registered as G-APFE, B 707 aircraft from Honolulu Hawaii diverted to Fukuoka, Japan, as the weather was better there. It was mid-day on 5th   March when they arrived at the Tokyo Haneda International Airport which was their original destination. Now the weather had passed and the skies were Blue. The next ‘stage’ of the around the world flight was Tokyo to Kai Tak Airport, Hong Kong under the command of an experienced 45-year old, Captain named Bernard Dobson (DFC & Bar) from Dorset. He had been an ex-WWII pilot, flying B 707 aircraft since 1960. (See Fig. 01)

 

That day, since the skies were clear (after the storm) they could see the 12388 foot Mount Fuji (Fujisan) from the airport, they taxied past the still smouldering wreckage of the Canadian Pacific aircraft that crashed the night before. I am sure that everyone felt safe as lightning never strikes the same place twice and accidents always happen to other people. (See Fig. 02)

The low pressure system had given way to a high pressure system, associated with high wind speeds. As Airline Captains sometimes do, Capt Dobson decided to give his passengers a flight past the crater of Mount Fuji at 16,000ft and at a speed between 320 to 370 knots in a slight decent.

The aircraft then suddenly encountered severe turbulence close to Mount Fuji. With the extremely heavy turbulence the vertical tail fin broke and hit the left Elevator which broke in turn. Next the four underslung engines of the B 707 got wrenched out of the wing. The fuel started leaking in the form of a fine mist into the air and the aircraft went into an unrecoverable flat spin. The fuselage broke from near the Flight Deck just before impact. The debris were scattered 16 miles across. All 113 passengers and 11 crew members lost their lives. The Flight Deck was destroyed by fire along with the Flight Data Recorder (FDR). There was no requirement by law to have a Cockpit Voice Recorder (CVR) installed, those days. These two devices were collectively called the ‘Black Box’ and would have helped with the accident investigation.

 

The Accident Investigation

The two accident investigators dispatched from Britain didn’t have any hard evidence from the ’Black Box’ which was destroyed by fire. However, there were many eye witnesses and photographs of the unfortunate event to go on. There was also an 8mm Cine Camera with which a passenger was filming through a window and was recovered from the wreckage. When the film was developed and examined, the investigators noticed that the camera had jumped two frames just before falling on the aircraft floor. On further investigation it was found that for the two frames to jump, a shock force of plus 7.5 G had to be administered to this compact and sturdy machine. (G being the force of Gravity).

 

Extreme turbulence was also confirmed by another US Navy Douglas Skyhawk jet fighter aircraft that went looking for the BOAC wreck on the mountain side, immediately afterwards and experienced severe turbulence and had pulled plus 9G and minus 4G. While jet fighters are built to withstand high G forces, big passenger jets are not built that way and are not as strong. Although they can withstand more, passenger aircraft are certified to only up to about plus 2.5 G. Capt Dobson didn’t have a chance at that speed he was travelling in clear air. There was a possibility circulation of clear air in a rotary action (curling inwards) on the downwind (Leeward) side of the mountain. 

 

 

The Leeward Side and possible Rotors

This event was very similar to a vehicle at high speed hitting an abnormally high road bump that could result in mechanical failure Although discovered by two glider pilots, back in1933, even at this point of time in 1966, very little was known about the meteorological phenomenon call ‘Mountain Waves’ and their effect on relatively new swept wing passenger jet planes which still had some flying characteristics which baffled the Airline pilots and the Aeronautical engineers.

 

 

Mountain waves

Air, being a fluid like water, on windy days get disturbed by obstacles like mountain ranges, similar to what occurs when river water flows over rocks creating turbulent ‘White water’. The essential difference is that one can see White Water, but Mountain Waves will be invisible more often than not. On other occasions there will be cloud of peculiar shapes which will give the pilots a warning. Capt. Dobson had no warning whatsoever and the sky was clear, till it was too late with the onset of turbulence..

Interestingly, several booked passengers decided to cancel their flight on BOAC 991 at the last moment in order to see a ninja demonstration. These passengers, Albert (Cubby) Broccoli, Harry Saltzman, Ken Adam, Lewis Gilbert and Freddie Young, were in Japan searching for locations for the fifth James Bond film, You Only Live Twice.

Riding the bumps

These accident and incident investigation reports helped to formulate and fine tune Standard Operating Procedures (SOP’s) through the years to make Airline operations safe. Today’s Airline Pilots are taught reduce their speed as soon as they experience Clear Air Turbulence (CAT) so that they can ride the bumps. There are ‘Turbulence speeds’ now defined for Jet Aircraft which work very well. If they anticipate turbulence, they told to slow down early in anticipation.  Now the curriculum for Meteorology studies for the Commercial Pilots’ Licence discusses extensively ‘Mountain Wave Turbulence’ and tell-tale signs of their presence by observing cloud formations and the best (quickest) way to transit such areas.

Macarthur Job in his book ‘Air Disaster’ Volume 1, mentions that there is a traditional Japanese proverb which says that “When the sky is blue Fuji is angry” This holds good even today. Twenty years or so after this accident, I was flying from Narita to Fukuoka via Mount Fuji in a Lockheed L 1011 Tri-Star aircraft at 30,000ft climbing at 300 feet per minute, in clear blue weather, when suddenly the rate of climb shot up to over 2000 feet per minute. Mount Fuji was right below us. At altitudes below us the turbulence would have been much worse. Because of the extensive studies and analysis done on the accident of BOAC 911, my crew and I were fully prepared for it. (Forewarned is forearmed)

Today the Flight Data Recorders and Cockpit Voice Recorders are installed in the tail of an aircraft in fire proof, shock proof containers. The passenger seats can withstand 12G’s. The passengers are advised to have their seatbelts fastened whenever they are seated. The Pilots are taught to avoid (avoid, avoid, avoid) situations of heavy turbulence by being proactive, preventive and predictive for safety’s sake.



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How Black Civil Rights leaders strengthen democracy in the US

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Jesse Jackson / Barack Obama

On being elected US President in 2008, Barack Obama famously stated: ‘Change has come to America’. Considering the questions continuing to grow out of the status of minority rights in particular in the US, this declaration by the former US President could come to be seen as somewhat premature by some. However, there could be no doubt that the election of Barack Obama to the US presidency proved that democracy in the US is to a considerable degree inclusive and accommodating.

If this were not so, Barack Obama, an Afro-American politician, would never have been elected President of the US. Obama was exceptionally capable, charismatic and eloquent but these qualities alone could not have paved the way for his victory. On careful reflection it could be said that the solid groundwork laid by indefatigable Black Civil Rights activists in the US of the likes of Martin Luther King (Jnr) and Jesse Jackson, who passed away just recently, went a great distance to enable Obama to come to power and that too for two terms. Obama is on record as owning to the profound influence these Civil Rights leaders had on his career.

The fact is that these Civil Rights activists and Obama himself spoke to the hearts and minds of most Americans and convinced them of the need for democratic inclusion in the US. They, in other words, made a convincing case for Black rights. Above all, their struggles were largely peaceful.

Their reasoning resonated well with the thinking sections of the US who saw them as subscribers to the Universal Declaration of Human Rights, for instance, which made a lucid case for mankind’s equal dignity. That is, ‘all human beings are equal in dignity.’

It may be recalled that Martin Luther King (Jnr.) famously declared: ‘I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up, live out the true meaning of its creed….We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.’

Jesse Jackson vied unsuccessfully to be a Democratic Party presidential candidate twice but his energetic campaigns helped to raise public awareness about the injustices and material hardships suffered by the black community in particular. Obama, we now know, worked hard at grass roots level in the run-up to his election. This experience proved invaluable in his efforts to sensitize the public to the harsh realities of the depressed sections of US society.

Cynics are bound to retort on reading the foregoing that all the good work done by the political personalities in question has come to nought in the US; currently administered by Republican hard line President Donald Trump. Needless to say, minority communities are now no longer welcome in the US and migrants are coming to be seen as virtual outcasts who need to be ‘shown the door’ . All this seems to be happening in so short a while since the Democrats were voted out of office at the last presidential election.

However, the last US presidential election was not free of controversy and the lesson is far too easily forgotten that democratic development is a process that needs to be persisted with. In a vital sense it is ‘a journey’ that encounters huge ups and downs. More so why it must be judiciously steered and in the absence of such foresighted managing the democratic process could very well run aground and this misfortune is overtaking the US to a notable extent.

The onus is on the Democratic Party and other sections supportive of democracy to halt the US’ steady slide into authoritarianism and white supremacist rule. They would need to demonstrate the foresight, dexterity and resourcefulness of the Black leaders in focus. In the absence of such dynamic political activism, the steady decline of the US as a major democracy cannot be prevented.

From the foregoing some important foreign policy issues crop-up for the global South in particular. The US’ prowess as the ‘world’s mightiest democracy’ could be called in question at present but none could doubt the flexibility of its governance system. The system’s inclusivity and accommodative nature remains and the possibility could not be ruled out of the system throwing up another leader of the stature of Barack Obama who could to a great extent rally the US public behind him in the direction of democratic development. In the event of the latter happening, the US could come to experience a democratic rejuvenation.

The latter possibilities need to be borne in mind by politicians of the South in particular. The latter have come to inherit a legacy of Non-alignment and this will stand them in good stead; particularly if their countries are bankrupt and helpless, as is Sri Lanka’s lot currently. They cannot afford to take sides rigorously in the foreign relations sphere but Non-alignment should not come to mean for them an unreserved alliance with the major powers of the South, such as China. Nor could they come under the dictates of Russia. For, both these major powers that have been deferentially treated by the South over the decades are essentially authoritarian in nature and a blind tie-up with them would not be in the best interests of the South, going forward.

However, while the South should not ruffle its ties with the big powers of the South it would need to ensure that its ties with the democracies of the West in particular remain intact in a flourishing condition. This is what Non-alignment, correctly understood, advises.

Accordingly, considering the US’ democratic resilience and its intrinsic strengths, the South would do well to be on cordial terms with the US as well. A Black presidency in the US has after all proved that the US is not predestined, so to speak, to be a country for only the jingoistic whites. It could genuinely be an all-inclusive, accommodative democracy and by virtue of these characteristics could be an inspiration for the South.

However, political leaders of the South would need to consider their development options very judiciously. The ‘neo-liberal’ ideology of the West need not necessarily be adopted but central planning and equity could be brought to the forefront of their talks with Western financial institutions. Dexterity in diplomacy would prove vital.

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Grown: Rich remnants from two countries

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Mirissa (Image courtesy Wikivoyage)

Whispers of Lanka

I was born in a hamlet on the western edge of a tiny teacup bay named Mirissa on the South Coast of Sri Lanka. My childhood was very happy and secure. I played with my cousins and friends on the dusty village roads. We had a few toys to play with, so we always improvised our own games. On rainy days, the village roads became small rivulets on which we sailed paper boats. We could walk from someone’s backyard to another, and there were no fences. We had the freedom to explore the surrounding hills, valleys, and streams.

I was good at school and often helped my classmates with their lessons. I passed the General Certificate of Education (Ordinary Level) at the village school and went to Colombo to study for the General Certificate of Education (Advanced Level). However, I did not like Colombo, and every weekend I hurried back to the village. I was not particularly interested in my studies and struggled in specific subjects. But my teachers knew that I was intelligent and encouraged me to study hard.

To my amazement, I passed the Advanced Level, entered the University of Kelaniya, completed an honours degree in Economics, taught for a few months at a central college, became a lecturer at the same university, and later joined the Department of Census and Statistics as a statistician. Then I went to the University of Wales in the UK to study for an MSc.

The interactions with other international students in my study group, along with very positive recommendations from my professors, helped me secure several jobs in the oil-rich Middle Eastern countries, where I earned salaries unimaginable in Sri Lankan terms. During this period, without much thought, I entered a life focused on material possessions, social status, and excessive consumerism.

Life changes

Unfortunately, this comfortable, enjoyable life changed drastically in the mid-1980s because of the political activities of certain groups. Radicalised youths, brainwashed and empowered by the dynamics of vibrant leftist politics, killed political opponents as well as ordinary people who were reluctant to follow their orders. Their violent methods frightened a large section of Sri Lanka’s middle class into reluctantly accepting country-wide closures of schools, factories, businesses, and government offices.

My father’s generation felt a deep obligation to honour the sacrifices they had made to give us everything we had. There was a belief that you made it in life through your education, and that if you had to work hard, you did. Although I had never seriously considered emigration before, our sons’ education was paramount, and we left Sri Lanka.

Although there were regulations on what could be brought in, migrating to Sydney in the 1980s offered a more relaxed airport experience, with simpler security, a strong presence of airline staff, and a more formal atmosphere. As we were relocating permanently, a few weeks before our departure, we had organised a container to transport sentimental belongings from our home. Our flight baggage was minimal, which puzzled the customs officer, but he laughed when he saw another bulky item on a separate trolley. It was a large box containing a bookshelf purchased in Singapore. Upon discovering that a new migrant family was arriving in Australia with a 32-volume Encyclopaedia Britannica set weighing approximately 250 kilograms, he became cheerful, relaxed his jaw, and said, G’day!

Settling in Sydney

We settled in Epping, Sydney, and enrolled our sons in Epping Boys’ High School. Within one week of our arrival from Sri Lanka, we both found jobs: my wife in her usual accounting position in the private sector, and I was taken on by the Civil Aviation Authority (CAA). While working at the CAA, I sat the Australian Graduate Admission Test. I secured a graduate position with the Australian Bureau of Statistics (ABS) in Canberra, ACT.

We bought a house in Florey, close to my office in Belconnen. The roads near the house were eerily quiet. Back in my hometown of Pelawatta, outside Colombo, my life had a distinct soundtrack. I woke up every morning to the radios blasting ‘pirith’ from the nearby houses; the music of the bread delivery van announcing its arrival, an old man was muttering wild curses to someone while setting up his thambili cart near the junction, free-ranging ‘pariah’ dogs were barking at every moving thing and shadows. Even the wildlife was noisy- black crows gathered on the branches of the mango tree in front of the house to perform a mournful dirge in the morning.

Our Australian neighbours gave us good advice and guidance, and we gradually settled in. If one of the complaints about Asians is that they “won’t join in or integrate to the same degree as Australians do,”  this did not apply to us! We never attempted to become Aussies; that was impossible because we didn’t have tanned skin, hazel eyes, or blonde hair, but we did join in the Australian way of life. Having a beer with my next-door neighbour on the weekend and a biannual get-together with the residents of the lane became a routine. Walking or cycling ten kilometres around the Ginninderra Lake with a fit-fanatic of a neighbour was a weekly ritual that I rarely skipped.

Almost every year, early in the New Year, we went to the South Coast. My family and two of our best friends shared a rented house near the beach for a week. There’s not much to do except mix with lots of families with kids, dogs on the beach, lazy days in the sun with a barbecue and a couple of beers in the evening, watching golden sunsets. When you think about Australian summer holidays, that’s all you really need, and that’s all we had!

Caught between two cultures

We tried to hold on to our national tradition of warm hospitality by organising weekend meals with our friends. Enticed by the promise of my wife’s home-cooked feast, our Sri Lankan friends would congregate at our place. Each family would also bring a special dish of food to share. Our house would be crammed with my friends, their spouses and children, the sound of laughter and loud chatter – English mingled with Sinhala – and the aroma of spicy food.

We loved the togetherness, the feeling of never being alone, and the deep sense of belonging within the community. That doesn’t mean I had no regrets in my Australian lifestyle, no matter how trivial they may have seemed. I would have seen migration to another country only as a change of abode and employment, and I would rarely have expected it to bring about far greater changes to my psychological role and identity. In Sri Lanka, I have grown to maturity within a society with rigid demarcation lines between academic, professional, and other groups.

Furthermore, the transplantation from a patriarchal society where family bonds were essential to a culture where individual pursuit of happiness tended to undermine traditional values was a difficult one for me. While I struggled with my changing role, my sons quickly adopted the behaviour and aspirations of their Australian peers. A significant part of our sons’ challenges lay in their being the first generation of Sri Lankan-Australians.

The uniqueness of the responsibilities they discovered while growing up in Australia, and with their parents coming from another country, required them to play a linguistic mediator role, and we, as parents, had to play the cultural mediator role. They were more gregarious and adaptive than we were, and consequently, there was an instant, unrestrained immersion in cultural diversity and plurality.

Technology

They became articulate spokesmen for young Australians growing up in a world where information technology and transactions have become faster, more advanced, and much more widespread. My work in the ABS for nearly twenty years has followed cycles, from data collection, processing, quality assurance, and analysis to mapping, research, and publishing. As the work was mainly computer-based and required assessing and interrogating large datasets, I often had to depend heavily on in-house software developers and mainframe programmers.  Over that time, I have worked in several areas of the ABS, making a valuable contribution and gaining a wide range of experience in national accounting.

I immensely valued the unbiased nature of my work, in which the ABS strived to inform its readers without the influence of public opinion or government decisions. It made me proud to work for an organisation that had a high regard for quality, accuracy, and confidentiality. I’m not exaggerating, but it is one of the world’s best statistical organisations! I rubbed shoulders with the greatest statistical minds. The value of this experience was that it enabled me to secure many assignments in Vanuatu, Fiji, East Timor, Saudi Arabia, and the Solomon Islands through the World Bank and the International Monetary Fund after I left the ABS.

Living in Australia

Studying and living in Australia gave my sons ample opportunities to realise that their success depended not on acquiring material wealth but on building human capital. They discovered that it was the sum total of their skills embodied within them: education, intelligence, creativity, work experience and even the ability to play basketball and cricket competitively. They knew it was what they would be left with if someone stripped away all of their assets. So they did their best to pursue their careers on that path and achieve their life goals. Of course, the healthy Australian economy mattered too. As an economist said, “A strong economy did not transform a valet parking attendant into a professor. Investment in human capital did that.”

Nostalgia

After living in Australia for several decades, do I miss Sri Lanka? Which country deserves my preference, the one where I was born or the one to which I migrated? There is no single answer; it depends on opportunities, prospects, lifestyle, and family. Factors such as the cost of living, healthcare, climate, and culture also play significant roles in shaping this preference. Tradition in a slow-motion place like Sri Lanka is an ethical code based on honouring those who do things the same way you do, and dishonour those who don’t. However, in Australia, one has the freedom to express oneself, to debate openly, to hold unconventional views, to be more immune to peer pressure, and not to have one’s every action scrutinised and discussed.

For many years, I have navigated the challenges of cultural differences, conflicting values, and the constant negotiation of where I truly ‘belong.’ Instead of yearning for a ‘dream home’ where I once lived, I have struggled, and to some extent succeeded, to find a home where I live now. This does not mean I have forgotten or discarded my roots. As one Sri Lankan-Australian senior executive remarked, “I have not restricted myself to the box I came in… I was not the ethnicity, skin colour, or lack thereof, of the typical Australian… but that has been irrelevant to my ability to contribute to the things which are important to me and to the country adopted by me.”  Now, why do I live where I live – in that old house in Florey? I love the freshness of the air, away from the city smog, noisy traffic, and fumes. I enjoy walking in the evening along the tree-lined avenues and footpaths in my suburb, and occasionally I see a kangaroo hopping along the nature strip. I like the abundance of trees and birds singing at my back door. There are many species of birds in the area, but a common link with ours is the melodious warbling of resident magpies. My wife has been feeding them for several years, and we see the new fledglings every year.  At first light and in the evening, they walk up to the back door and sing for their meal. The magpie is an Australian icon, and I think its singing is one of the most melodious sounds in the suburban areas and even more so in the bush.

 by Siri Ipalawatte

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Big scene for models…

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Modelling has turned out to be a big scene here and now there are lots of opportunities for girls and boys to excel as models.

Of course, one can’t step onto the ramp without proper training, and training should be in the hands of those who are aware of what modelling is all about.

Rukmal Senanayake is very much in the news these days and his Model With Ruki – Model Academy & Agency – is responsible for bringing into the limelight, not only upcoming models but also contestants participating in beauty pageants, especially internationally.

On the 29th of January, this year, it was a vibrant scene at the Temple Trees Auditorium, in Colombo, when Rukmal introduced the Grey Goose Road To Future Model Hunt.

Tharaka Gurukanda … in
the scene with Rukmal

This is the second Model Hunt to be held in Sri Lanka; the first was in 2023, at Nelum Pokuna, where over 150 models were able to showcase their skills at one of the largest fashion ramps in Sri Lanka.

The concept was created by Rukmal Senanayake and co-founded by Tharaka Gurukanda.

Future Model Hunt, is the only Southeast Asian fashion show for upcoming models, and designers, to work along and create a career for their future.

The Grey Goose Road To Future Model Hunt, which showcased two segments, brought into the limelight several models, including students of Ruki’s Model Academy & Agency and those who are established as models.

An enthusiastic audience was kept spellbound by the happenings on the ramp.

Doing it differently

Four candidates were also crowned, at this prestigious event, and they will represent Sri Lanka at the respective international pageants.

Those who missed the Grey Goose Road To Future Model Hunt, held last month, can look forward to another exciting Future Model Hunt event, scheduled for the month of May, 2026, where, I’m told, over 150 models will walk the ramp, along with several designers.

It will be held at a prime location in Colombo with an audience count, expected to be over 2000.

Model With Ruki offers training for ramp modelling and beauty pageants and other professional modelling areas.

Their courses cover: Ramp walk techniques, Posture and grooming, Pose and expression, Runway etiquette, and Photo shoots and portfolio building,

They prepare models for local and international fashion events, shoots, and competitions and even send models abroad for various promotional events.

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