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𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕠𝕪... 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕁𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕟? 𝕀.ℕ? ℕ𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕀'𝕕 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕧𝕚𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕣, 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟 𝕤𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕨𝕒𝕪. ℙ𝕝𝕦𝕤, 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕖𝕡. 𝕀 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖. 𝕋𝕦𝕣𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕜𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖. 𝕀 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜, 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕖. ℍ𝕖 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝕀𝕥 𝕒𝕝𝕞𝕠𝕤𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕠𝕥𝕙 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤- 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕣𝕪𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕠𝕦𝕥, 𝕞𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕀'𝕕 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕤𝕠 𝕗𝕒𝕣. ℍ𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕦𝕡, 𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕖𝕨𝕤𝕡𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 (𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕), 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖. 𝕀 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕠𝕕 𝕦𝕡 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕀 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕, 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕤 𝕝𝕖𝕕 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕗𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣.

𝕀𝕥 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕟𝕝𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕩𝕚𝕥, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤. 𝕀 𝕕𝕠𝕟'𝕥 𝕣𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕪 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤, 𝕒𝕥 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥. 𝕊𝕠 𝕀 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕟 𝕜𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕩𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕝 𝕒𝕤 𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕥 𝕖𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣.

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