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𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔 𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒏, 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒄𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒐𝒖𝒃𝒕...
𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒂𝒍 𝑴𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔.- 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒖𝒓𝒚, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒄𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒋𝒐𝒚, 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅...
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"𝑊𝑒 𝑑𝑜 𝑁𝑂𝑇 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑... 𝑊𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑡 '𝐺𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑' 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑊ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝐶𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 "𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡" 𝑝𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑃𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑟𝑐ℎ? 𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑏𝑜𝑑𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑑, 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑛 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡é𝑔é?? 𝐷𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑙𝑒𝑑𝑔𝑒, 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑠? 𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑤ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛'𝑡 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑡𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡ℎ 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑖𝑓 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑙 𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑦 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠? 𝑂𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑟ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑆𝑜𝑛!? 𝐴𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠ℎ ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑓𝑓? 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑦 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠."
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