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𝙷𝚘 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚒, 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊, 𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚍 𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘, 𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚒 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚒. 𝙽𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚊. 𝙿𝚘𝚒 𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚘, 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚒𝚘̀ 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚟𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚘: 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚒 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚘𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘 𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚒 𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚣𝚣𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚒, 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚒, 𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚘𝚗𝚒 𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚍𝚒 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚣𝚣𝚊.
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