• "𝑻𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒖𝒊𝒔𝒆. 𝑰𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒍𝒚, 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒓𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒔, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒕 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔.•
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