𝙥𝙤𝙫 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖:
𝘚𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘰, 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘬𝘪 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘰.
𝙂𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤 𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙗? 𝘔𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘰, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦.
𝙄𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖? 𝘎𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘪𝘰, 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘴𝘪 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘶 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰.
𝘽𝙪𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘰, 𝘪𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰
𝘭 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘦 𝘴𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘰.
𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘪 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘰, 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘨𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘪, 𝘤𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰, 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘣 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰.
𝘚𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘪 𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘨𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘩𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰, 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘱 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰.
𝘋𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤 𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘶 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘣 𝘮𝘢 𝒍𝒆𝒊, 𝘭𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘦 𝒍𝒆𝒊, 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰.
𝘊𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘷𝘦𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢, 𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘦 𝘭 𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰.
𝘏𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢, 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦 𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘦, 𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪.
𝙊𝙙𝙙𝙞𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦, 𝘩𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰 𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰.
𝙂𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙡 𝙝𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙤 𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙥𝙚𝙯𝙯𝙤 𝙙𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘷𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪, 𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙩𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘦, 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙞 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙞 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙪𝙥𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢.
𝘚𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘢 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦, 𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘧𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘰.
𝘐𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘤𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰, 𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘷𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘲𝘶𝘢 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘢.
𝙀𝙝𝙞 𝙛𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙘𝙙𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘵𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢, 𝘭𝘰 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘩𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘭 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦.
𝘎𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭 𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 , 𝙦𝙪𝙞 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙖́ 𝙨𝙪𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪, 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢.
𝘔𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪, 𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦, 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘪, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢𝘷𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰.
𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪 𝘭 𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘴𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘢, 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦, 𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙦𝙪𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢, 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪.
𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙖 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰,
𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙞 𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝙡 𝙝𝙖𝙞 𝙖𝙨𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝙢𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙞 𝙩𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰.
𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘦? 𝘚𝘦 𝘯𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘴𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘶 𝘥𝘪 𝘰𝘨𝘯𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢.
𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙞 𝙫𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘰𝘳𝘢?
𝙋𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙯𝙖 𝙤𝙧𝙖? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘢, 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝙨𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙞 𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙥𝙤 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝙙𝙖𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙯𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰; 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘰?
𝘋𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘪𝘰, 𝘭 𝘩𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰𝘪𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪.
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