......𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦.
"𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴."
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......𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦.
"𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘓𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘌𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴."
