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ℭ𝔦𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔢𝔱 𝔬𝔲𝔱 𝔞 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔶 𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥, 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔬𝔬𝔡 𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔰𝔬𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔴𝔢𝔱. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔥𝔞𝔡 𝔟𝔢𝔢𝔫 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔫 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔴𝔥𝔬 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴𝔰 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔩𝔬𝔫𝔤, 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔰 𝔭𝔬𝔦𝔫𝔱, 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔩𝔡 𝔟𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔶 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔡. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔪𝔞𝔡𝔢 𝔦𝔱 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔫𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔬𝔴𝔫, 𝔟𝔲𝔱 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔦𝔫𝔫𝔰 𝔴𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔠𝔩𝔬𝔰𝔢𝔡. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔩𝔲𝔪𝔭𝔢𝔡 𝔞𝔤𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔬𝔣 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢, 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔰𝔩𝔲𝔪𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔤𝔯𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔡. 𝔖𝔥𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔱...𝔰𝔪𝔞𝔩𝔩...𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔴𝔢𝔞𝔨...𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔟𝔞𝔠𝔨...𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢.
