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𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 12:35𝐏𝐌.
𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈𝐋.
"𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖸𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖻𝗈𝗒, 𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝗎𝗍" 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽.
"𝖣𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅" 𝖨 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽.
"𝖨𝗆𝗆𝖺 𝖻𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺" 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗀𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽.
𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌.
"𝖲𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖺𝗌𝗌 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿" 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖾𝖽.
"𝖤𝗑𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗅𝗒. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖸𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾𝗌, 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖺" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖨 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝗃𝗈𝖻 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖲𝗍𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗄𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆.
"𝖡𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾" 𝖬𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇.
"𝖸𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖾. 𝖢𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿. 𝖠𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗈𝖻" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄, 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖺, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌.
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍, 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄. 𝖫𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄.
𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝖨 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝗂𝖿 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗍.
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