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࣪𖤐╰ 𝘒𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦; 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘤𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 - 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘴. ⋆ ₊
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