࣪˖ 𓂅 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶
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𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚
𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝙙𝙮𝙞𝙣'?
𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙗𝙞𝙩 𝘮𝘺 𝘯𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴
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𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣
𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
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