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"𝗢𝗵, 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲? 𝗔 𝗺𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗮 𝗵𝗮𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗳𝗮𝗰𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗲?"
- 𝗪𝗵𝗼 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗲? // 𝗜 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿
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(𝗣𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃)
𝐈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖣𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾, 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝖾𝖿𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖨 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗇, 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗇𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽.
𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗂𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖠𝗋𝗋𝖺𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗄 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗇, 𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝖢𝖺𝗅𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗇.
𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖽𝗂𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒.
𝖶𝗁𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗉 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗅𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍.
𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾.
𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝗅𝗌. 𝖬𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋,
"𝖣𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗇!" 𝖨 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖻𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖽, 𝖦𝗈𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗇𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾.
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