𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗜𝗫 𝗢𝗙 𝗎𝗌 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗆𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗍, 𝖨 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖤𝖽𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗌. 𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗄𝗌.
"𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅." 𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇. "𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒'𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌, 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍." 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗌 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗄𝗂𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌. "𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾." 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌, 𝖺 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.
"𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖳𝖾𝗅𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽." 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽, "𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗏𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗌...𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾."
"𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽." 𝖫𝗎𝖼𝗒 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽, 𝗌𝖺𝖽𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾 "𝖧𝗈𝗐 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖠𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇?" "𝖠𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗇?" 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾𝖽 "𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽." 𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌.
"𝖶𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐?" 𝖤𝖽𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗒. "𝖬𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐, 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗍?" 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝗌. "𝖦𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖭𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝖺𝗇𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅." 𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗅𝗒.
𝖲𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽. "𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?" 𝖳𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌, 𝗌𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾. "𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗂𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝖺𝗆. 𝖠𝗅𝗅 𝗂 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗆 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉." 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍 𝗌𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖾.
"𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝗇𝗈. 𝖸𝗈𝗎'𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀." 𝖤𝖽𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀. "𝖨 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿." 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗅𝗒, 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆. "𝖲𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗍𝖼𝖺𝗄𝖾." 𝖤𝖽𝗆𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗌, 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆.
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