𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦-𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘦.
𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵.
𝘐𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴; 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘺-𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥.
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