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'𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦,' 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶. '𝘯𝘰𝘸.'
𝘣𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵. '𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨,' 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥. '𝘦𝘳. 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥.' 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥. 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯, '... 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘴?' 𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺.
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