(Deejay above the media)
𝘑𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘺𝘯 𝘗𝘖𝘝: 𝓘𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓹𝓮
𝓦𝓱𝔂 𝔀𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓫𝔂𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵? 𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓶𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝔀𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼. 𝓢𝓶𝓸𝓴𝓮 𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓙𝓸𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓰. 𝓠𝓾𝓮 𝔂𝓸 𝓿𝓪 𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓸 𝓶𝓲 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓻. 𝓠𝓾𝓮 𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓪, 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓹 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹 𝓭𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂𝓭𝓪𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓴𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓷'𝓽 𝓭𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓭. 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓲 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓭𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻. 𝓟𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓼𝓮 𝓭𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪, 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝓮 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓲𝓽'𝓼 𝔂𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮-𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮-𝓽𝓲-𝓶𝓮....
𝘿𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧...
'𝘈𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏𝘏' 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘵. 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘐 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳, 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵. 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 4 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.
*𝘈 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳*
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘺𝘨𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
*𝘒𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘔𝘺 𝘊𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘈 𝘉𝘰𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘦*
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How Much Is Too Much?
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