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𝒮𝒾𝓁𝒽𝑜𝓊𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝑒𝑜𝓅𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓀𝓃𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓈, 𝑔𝓊𝓃𝓈, 𝒶𝓍𝑒𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝓎𝓅𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓁𝑜𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝒶𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓉.
𝒦𝒾𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝒷𝓊𝓈𝒽𝑒𝓈, 𝓊𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑔𝑒𝓈, 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓂𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈. 𝐻𝑒𝓁𝓁, 𝓀𝒾𝒹𝓈 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒽𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹 𝒷𝑜𝒹𝓎 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹. 𝒮𝑜𝒷𝒷𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝓉𝑜 𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝓊𝓅. 𝐻𝑜𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒.
𝐻𝑜𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝑜 𝓉𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓅𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝑜𝓇 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓉. 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹𝓇𝑒𝓃. 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝒹.
𝒮𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑜𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓎, 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒽𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓎𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉. 𝒮𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓂𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝓎. 𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇.
𝐼𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓈 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝒾𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓃. 𝒲𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑒𝓍𝓅𝑒𝒸𝓉? 𝒯𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓈 𝑒𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎? 𝒜𝓈 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓈 𝓅𝓊𝓅𝓅𝒾𝑒𝓈? 𝒯𝑜 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒷𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝒶𝓇𝑒?
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