"𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚," 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙮 𝙫𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙞𝙘 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚. 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣- 𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩. "𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙞 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜." 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙨. 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙖𝙡, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙝 𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙛 𝙖 𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙨, 𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙪𝙣𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙘𝙮, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚. "𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜."All Rights Reserved
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