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"𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚘𝚔, 𝚒 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞," 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍. 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚒 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘'𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒'𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝. 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 "𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛". 𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜.

"𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎," 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎. "𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐," 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎. 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗. "𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎," 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖.

𝚠𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍. 𝚒 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢. "𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚗?" 𝚒 𝚊𝚜𝚔. 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. "𝚊𝚑, 𝚒 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎. "𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚔?" 𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. "𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎. 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢'𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍," 𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍.