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ꜱʜᴇ | ɪꜱꜰᴊ-ᴛ | ꜰɪᴠᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴛ ꜰɪᴠᴇ
ʟᴇᴏᴠɪʀɢᴏ | ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱ
ʙᴏᴏᴋᴡᴏʀᴍ | ᴘɪᴀɴɪꜱᴛ | ɢᴜɪᴛᴀʀɪꜱᴛ
ᴀꜱɪᴀɴ | ꜰᴏᴏᴅɪᴇ | ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀʜᴇᴀᴅ | ᴅɪꜱɴᴇʏ
ᴀᴍᴀᴢɪɴɢ ᴄᴏᴏᴋ | ꜱᴡᴇᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴇɴᴛʜᴜꜱɪᴀꜱᴛ | ꜱᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ꜰᴏʀ ᴘᴀɴᴄᴀᴋᴇꜱ | ᴄʜʀɪꜱᴛᴍᴀꜱ ꜰᴀɴᴀᴛɪᴄ | ꜱᴍᴀʟʟ ꜱᴘᴏᴏɴ | ᴀᴍᴀᴛᴇᴜʀ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇʀ | ɴᴜʀꜱɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ | ᴀꜱᴘɪʀɪɴɢ ɢʏᴍ ʀᴀᴛ
ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰᴀᴛᴇ: ᴛʜᴇ ᴡɪɴx ꜱᴀɢᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʀɪᴅɢᴇʀᴛᴏɴ.
❝ 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚑𝚘𝚠, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚒𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. ❞
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