𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒓𝒐𝒐𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒚. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒚, 𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒛𝒚. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔.
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