28. 𝙉𝙊𝙈𝙄𝙂𝙉𝙊𝙇𝙊 𝘼𝙁𝙁𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙐𝙊𝙎𝙊?

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𝘌𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘪 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘢, 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦, 𝙁𝙄𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙊 𝘿𝙄 𝙋𝙐𝙏𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘼 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘦̀ 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦.
𝘾𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢, 𝙫𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙖𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚̀ 𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙤 𝙚 𝙞𝙤 𝙣𝙤 𝙚𝙝 𝙥𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙚! 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢. 𝘽𝘼𝙎𝙏𝘼! 𝘜𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝙤𝙝 𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙝𝙖 𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙘𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙪̀ 𝙧𝙪𝙙𝙚, 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙭𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘦, 𝘼 𝙏𝙀 𝙉𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙊 𝘿𝘼𝙏𝙊 𝙄𝙇 𝙋𝙀𝙍𝙈𝙀𝙎𝙎𝙊 𝘿𝙄 𝙏𝙊𝘾𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙈𝙄! 𝘜𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢.
𝘔𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘻𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘭𝘪 𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪, 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘰, 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖 𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤? 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢, 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙯𝙯𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰, 𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤 𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙩𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀.
𝘿𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙞 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙞 𝙞 𝙧𝙪𝙤𝙡𝙞? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢, 𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙯𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘲𝘶𝘢 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢, 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙤 𝙢𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙞 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙯𝙯𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘦, 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙩𝙪𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦, 𝙪𝙣 𝙣𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙪̀ 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙪𝙤𝙨𝙤 𝙣𝙤 𝙚𝙝, 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙞𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦, 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘰, 𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘶𝘰𝘴𝘰?
𝙊𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡 𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙤 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘯𝘶𝘰𝘷𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝙢𝙞 𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙪𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙤̀ 𝙡 𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝙚𝙝 𝙨𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝙩𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚? 𝘎𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢, 𝙣𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘪, 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢 𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢.
𝙃𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰,
𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘪, 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚̀ 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘴𝘪 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘰 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘭 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰, 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙞 𝙝𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙤? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢, 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦̀ 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦̀ 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦; 𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘦.
𝙏𝙞 𝙝𝙖 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙤? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝙣𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘦 𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘰, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚̀? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙤 𝙡𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖 𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙖 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́, 𝙗𝙚𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙚̀ 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙞́? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰, 𝙣𝙤 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝘩𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦̀ 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙫𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢, 𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰.
𝙉𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙤! 𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘭 𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦, 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙤 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙡𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘰, 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙪𝙣 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝙩𝙪 𝙪𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦.
𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘥 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢, 𝙙𝙤𝙫𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙢𝙤 𝙪𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰, 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘳𝘶𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪, 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘰, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘰, 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰.
𝙊𝙝 𝙘𝙤𝙢 𝙚́ 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘷𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘦, 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰, 𝙝𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙤? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘢́ 𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝙨𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰, 𝙡𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙘𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝙢𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚̀ 𝙡𝙤 𝙝𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤? 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙤 𝙨𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙯𝙯𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙞𝙤 𝙢𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙞𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙡 90 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘰.
𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙞 𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙚 𝙞𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙞 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦, 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙚̀ 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙚, 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝙚̀ 𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙞 "𝙨𝙚𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙞"𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝙚? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝙨𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙢𝙚 𝙜𝙡𝙞 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪, 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦, 𝙢𝙖 𝙚̀ 𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙡𝙪𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘢́, 𝙖 𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰, 𝙖 𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙡𝙪𝙞? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢, 𝙚̀ 𝙢𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙪𝙨𝙤 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹, 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖 𝙡𝙤 𝙚̀ 𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘹 𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘦̀ 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦;
𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦?

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