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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐.
𝙳𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚘. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚊, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚝, 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚒𝚎, 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍, 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍'𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚝.


𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏, 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖? 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐-𝚍𝚘𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, "𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜."
𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏-𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎-𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕?
𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝙳𝚊𝚍'𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚗.


𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎.


𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢'𝚜 𝚖𝚘u𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚣𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚢.
𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. "𝚆𝚊𝚒𝚝," 𝙾𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. "𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜? 𝙲𝚊𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛?"

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