𝖨 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝖫𝗂𝗓𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗌, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗁 𝖬𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋'𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗎𝗌.
𝖫𝗂𝗓𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗈. 𝖨'𝗆 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗁'𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝖾.
"𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗈𝗐𝗇. 𝖩𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖾."
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇 𝖺𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗌, 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾.
"𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍?" 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 '𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀' 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆.
"𝖲𝗁𝖾'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗐'𝗌 1,000 𝗒𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝗅𝖽. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗁," 𝖫𝗂𝗓𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗒𝗍𝗁 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋.
𝖨 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉. "𝖮𝗁, 𝗌𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇."
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾, 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖫𝗂𝗓𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾. "𝖨 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾."
"𝖠𝗁, 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽," 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝖽𝖾.
"𝖨𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖺 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀," 𝖨 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇 - 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖽.
𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖲𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖧𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝖾𝗍 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗇𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗇 𝗈𝖿 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗈𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗉. 𝖨 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.
"𝖠𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗎𝗌𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖣𝖾𝗏𝗂𝗅'𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾," 𝖫𝗂𝗓𝗓𝗂𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗎𝗌.
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