44. 𝙑𝙊𝙂𝙇𝙄𝙊 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙏𝙀𝙂𝙂𝙀𝙍𝙇𝙊

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𝙥𝙤𝙫 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖:
𝘋𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘶𝘯 "𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘰" 𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘩𝘢 𝘶𝘯 "𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘰" 𝘦̀ 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘰, 𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦, 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘦.
𝘚𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘴𝘧𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝙗𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙞𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘰, 𝘴𝘣𝘶𝘧𝘧𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰.
𝘾𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙞? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢, 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘯𝘦 𝘷𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢, 𝙡𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢, 𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦; 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘭 𝘩𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘰.
𝙄𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤 𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝘩𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪, 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙩𝙪 𝙦𝙪𝙞 𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢
𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘢 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘰.
𝙇𝙤 𝙫𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪 𝙞𝙡 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘢̀ 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢, 𝙨𝙞, 𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙪𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙫𝙤 𝙙𝙪𝙗𝙗𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 "𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦; 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢.
𝙏𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝙩𝙞 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙚? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢.
𝙈𝙝 𝙨𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘰̀ 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢́ 𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘪𝘰̀ 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢́ 𝘰 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘪 , 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢.
𝘚𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́, 𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘪 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘤 𝘦̀ 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘮𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢.
𝙎𝙩𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢, 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘴𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢, 𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘷𝘶𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙗𝙗𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝘦̀ 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦.
𝙉𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰, 𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰,
𝙢𝙖 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘦, 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙝𝙚̀? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘷𝘶𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘥𝘦.
𝙀' 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙗𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙚𝙙 𝙚̀ 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙪𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙤, 𝙩𝙚 𝙡𝙤 𝙨𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘰, 𝙢𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘰, 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰, 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘢, 𝘭𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰, 𝙨𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙫𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪 𝙘𝙞 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙘𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙖́ 𝙪𝙣 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙤 𝙣𝙤? 𝘎𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘰.
𝘾𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙤? 𝘼 𝙢𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙛𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙣𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰, 𝘪𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀, 𝙛𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙫𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙫𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝘴𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘰, 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́?
𝘚𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘥 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘪, 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘪, 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘧𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰, 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦.
𝙃𝙖𝙞 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙚? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́, 𝙢𝙖 𝙞𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙪𝙧𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙚, 𝙡𝙤 𝙨𝙤 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦.
𝙉𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙤, 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦̀ 𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢, 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘤𝘩𝘦
𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘦̀ 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘪𝘰̀ 𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢.
𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘰, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘰, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘰 𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰.
𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘥 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘢 𝘮𝘢
𝘭 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦.
𝘚𝘶𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘭 𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘢 𝘈𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘩𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘪 𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘮𝘢, 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰, 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰.
𝙐𝙣 𝙥𝙤 𝙩𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘢́ 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘪𝘰̀ 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰, 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘷𝘰, 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘪, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢, 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘢.

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