❝𝒜𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓁𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓂𝒪 𝑜𝓁𝒽𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓅𝑜𝓊𝓈𝒶𝓂 𝑜𝓈 𝑜𝓁𝒽𝑜𝓈𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒶𝑜 𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓈 𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝓊 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝓉𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑜,𝐸 𝒸𝑜𝓂 𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓍𝒸𝑒𝒹𝑒; 𝒫𝑜𝒾𝓈 𝑜 𝒯𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓁 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝑜 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒶𝑜𝒜𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓁 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓃𝑜, 𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝒾 𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓂, 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒾𝓋𝒶, 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓁𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓈,𝒪𝒸𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓏𝒶, 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶𝒹𝒶, 𝓈𝑜𝒷 𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒.❞
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