𝑾𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒈𝒖𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚. 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆. 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒆𝒕, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒂𝒘, 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘? 𝑯𝒐𝒘 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅, 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒂 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒍𝒆?
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