"At least Talking To A Stranger Is As Refreshing As If Someone Got Slapped In The Face Real Hard"- Me, lol
𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝐸𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓁𝒹,
𝐿𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎, 𝒾𝓉 𝓈𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈; 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒶 𝓎𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝑔𝑜 𝐼 𝓊𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉. 𝒴𝑜𝓊 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓂𝒶, 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓁𝑜𝑔𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒾𝒻 𝐼 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊. 𝑀𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓂 𝒷𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂, 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈, 𝐼 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓎 𝓊𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑜𝓁. 𝒩𝑜𝓌, 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈, 𝓃𝑜𝓌 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈.
𝒮𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓈, 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒷𝑒𝒽𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈, 𝐼 𝒶𝓂 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓅, 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈. 𝐼𝒻 𝐼 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝐼 𝒶𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝓈, 𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒷𝓁𝑒. 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓈𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝓀𝑒𝑒𝓅 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝒶𝒸𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝒶𝒸𝓎. 𝐹𝓊𝓇𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓀 𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝓅𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓉𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇'𝓈 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒶𝓁 𝑜𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝒻𝓁𝓊𝑒𝓃𝒸𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈, 𝓈𝑜 𝐼 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝒾𝓃𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇.
𝑀𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇, 𝒾𝓈 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓀𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝓃𝑜 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝒷𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓉𝑜𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇. 𝒜𝓂 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝐼 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝑒 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇. 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽𝑒𝒹 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊, 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓅𝑒𝓃 𝓅𝒶𝓁 𝓌𝒽𝑜𝓂 𝐼 𝓈𝒽𝑜𝓌𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝓎 𝒹𝑒𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓈, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓃𝑜𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽.
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