𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩, 𝙖 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙢𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚. 𝙄 𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙨𝙩, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚.
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