𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘥𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘪, 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦.
𝘔𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘢, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘰. 𝘔𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘰, 𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘰 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘢, 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘰𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰.
𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢, 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰, 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪, 𝘦̀ 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘢.
𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗖𝗛 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞:
𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙚 𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙖 𝙤 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙖? 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦: 𝙣𝙤 𝘪𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘪, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦. 𝘼𝙬𝙬𝙬 𝙢𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙤? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘤𝘪, 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪 𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘰𝘭𝘢..
𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗘 𝗙𝗟𝗔𝗦𝗖𝗛 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞.
𝘈 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢.
𝘓𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘴𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘢. 𝘝𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘭 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦, 𝘷𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢...
𝘏𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢, 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘲𝘶𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘰, 𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰.
𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘭 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢, 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰. 𝙩𝙞 𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤.. 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦... 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢, 𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘰, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦.
𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘰, 𝘦̀ 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘰 𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪.
𝙀𝘾𝘾𝙊𝙏𝙄 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦, 𝘭𝘶𝘪. 𝘼𝙈𝙊𝙍𝙀! 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘢!
𝙈𝘼𝙈𝙈𝘼! 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘪, 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢, 𝘼𝙒 𝙈𝘼 𝘾𝙃𝙀 𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙄𝙉𝙄 𝘾𝙃𝙀 𝙎𝙄𝙀𝙏𝙀, 𝙈𝘼𝙉𝘾𝘼𝙉𝙊 𝙀𝙎𝘼𝙏𝙏𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙀 𝙌𝙐𝘼𝙍𝘼𝙉𝙏𝘼𝘾𝙄𝙉𝙌𝙐𝙀 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙐𝙏𝙄 𝘼𝙇𝙇𝘼 𝙉𝙊𝙎𝙏𝙍𝘼 𝙁𝙄𝙉𝙀, 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰. 𝙏𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙤, 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘰 𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘮𝘢𝘪..
𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙖 𝙞-𝙞𝙤 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘻𝘻𝘰, 𝘭𝘦𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘦, 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢, 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘪 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘶̀, 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘦...
𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀, 𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙢𝙖 𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙞, 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙣 𝙢𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙤 𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙘𝙞𝙘𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙞? 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘰.
𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘪, 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘢, 𝘦̀ 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰...
𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞... 𝘋𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘪 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘢́ 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦, 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢, 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦.
𝘕𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢, 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙪𝙤 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙡 𝙩𝙪𝙤 𝙣𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙤, 𝙚 𝙡𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙤̀ 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙖 𝙩𝙚, 𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙫𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙪̀ 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦.
𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘰, 𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘰, 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢.
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