ₜₕₑ ₕₐₙdₛ ₜₕₐₜ cᵣₐdₗₑd yₒᵤᵣ fₐcₑ ₐₙd ₜᵢₗₜₑd ᵢₜ ᵤₚwₐᵣdₛ ₜₒ ₖᵢₛₛ yₒᵤᵣ fₒᵣₑₕₑₐd ₐᵣₑ ₛₒₐₖₑd ᵢₙ ᵤₙfₐₜₕₒₘₐbₗₑ qᵤₐₙₜᵢₜᵢₑₛ ₒf bₗₒₒd
Bᵤₜ ₜₕₑy cᵣₐdₗₑd ₘₑ, yₑₛ?
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