𝘓 𝘖 𝘚 𝘐 𝘕 𝘎 𝘐 𝘕 𝘛 𝘌 𝘙 𝘌 𝘚 𝘛|𝘉𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘺𝘭𝘢 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘯
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𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝘈𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘈𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥.
                  𝘋𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥.
      '𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴...'
      𝘍𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘐𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯...
      '𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸...'
     𝘋𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦...? 𝘞𝘦'𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 5 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳... 𝘐𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯...?
      '𝘚𝘰 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣...'
       𝘐'𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰...
      '𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺
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