"𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐢 𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧."
𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙
𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙜 𝙡 𝙖 𝙨 𝙨
'𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙞'𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩
𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩 𝙝 𝙖 𝙩
"𝐡𝐞𝐲, 𝐮𝐡, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞?"
𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙨
𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙨
𝙞 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙙
𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐫.
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