𝘖𝘮 𝘛𝘺𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬𝘬𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘬𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪. 𝘈𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘨.
"𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘬.. 𝘒𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘨"
"𝘜𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘰𝘮, 𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵 𝘫𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯. 𝘈𝘵𝘢𝘶 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘭 𝘯𝘪"
𝘖𝘮 𝘛𝘺𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘫𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘯𝘺𝘢.
"𝘠𝘢𝘯𝘬.. 𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘬𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘨.. 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘬 𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘩, 𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘶𝘬𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘶𝘩𝘢𝘯"
"𝘖𝘮... 𝘉𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢, 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘫𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘰𝘮"
"𝘛𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯... 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘩 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘯𝘨𝘬"
"𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘰𝘮, 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘩 𝘰𝘮... 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘬 𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘬 𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘫𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘩"
"𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘬𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘶 𝘬𝘢𝘭𝘪. 𝘓𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘯, 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘶𝘴 𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴"
𝘓𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘬𝘢𝘮𝘪 𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘭 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘨𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘬𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘫𝘶𝘨𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘬𝘰𝘴𝘬𝘶. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘬 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘶..
𝘖𝘮 𝘛𝘺𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘬, 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘪 𝘵𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘶𝘣𝘶𝘬𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘬𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘬 𝘬𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨.
"𝘈𝘥𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘬.." 𝘛𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘬 𝘬𝘰𝘴
"𝘖𝘩.. 𝘕𝘨𝘬 𝘱𝘢𝘬, 𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘙𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢, 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘳. 𝘚𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘯𝘨𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘶 𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘢. 𝘒𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘵𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘬"
𝘖𝘮 𝘛𝘺𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘶..
𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘢𝘬𝘶 𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘯𝘨𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘬 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘯. 𝘗𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘢𝘯. 𝘚𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘢 𝘬𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘬. 𝘈𝘬𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘩𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘫𝘢.. 𝘋𝘪𝘢𝘱𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘳𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘶 𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘶𝘢𝘯.
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