𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂'𝗆 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒..
𝗂 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾.
𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝗑𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗍.
𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾,
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