"𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙇𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧, 𝘼 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙄'𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙩"
"𝙈𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜"
"𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙪𝙨𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙘𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚, 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚, 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙗𝙮 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙"
"𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙙, 𝙈𝙖𝙮"
𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙮, 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙚, 𝙄 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙮'𝙨 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙪𝙥 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙧.
𝙈𝙞𝙡𝙖 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙗𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚.
𝙉𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙙 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙮, 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙃𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙢𝙚.
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