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⤙ 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 . 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾
𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗯𝘂𝗹𝗹𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘁 .
𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗹𝗲𝗴𝘀 , 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 .
𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 . 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗸𝘀 . 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈
𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 . 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽
𝗍𝗈 𝘄𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗹 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆
𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗲 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗌
𝖾𝗑𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 . 𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘁 , 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾
𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿𝘀 - 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗇𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗲 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 . 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒
𝖻𝗎𝗓𝗓𝖾𝖽 , 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗽𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 . 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 .
𝖻𝗎𝗍 , 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗲
𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾 ? 𝘀𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿 . 𝗇𝗈𝗍
𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗃𝗈𝖻 , 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 . 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗀𝗎𝗒 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀
𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 . 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 .
𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 . 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒
𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁 . 𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗌
𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 . 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝗳𝗶𝗹𝗺 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗐
𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍 . 𝖺𝗍
𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗿𝗮𝘁 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄
𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗵𝗼𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 -
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