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"𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞? 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕? 𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗, 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜? "𝙳𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔," 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚎. 𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎?" 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚘𝚛...
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