𝙃𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝

"𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙣 𝙎𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙩. 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙙𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙡. 𝙎𝙤, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨, 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙪𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝘽𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙣 𝘾𝙝𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧. 𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 7 𝙥𝙢 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙚𝙣𝙟𝙤𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜-𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙝𝙮 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙄 𝙨𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙚.

𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙪𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙡𝙮, 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝 𝙗𝙮 𝙖 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙥𝙡𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚. 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙨, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚. 𝙄 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙢 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚. 𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣. 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧, 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.

𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙚𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙛𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝." - 𝘼𝙗𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖, 𝙎𝙤𝙛𝙩𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙀𝙣𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙧, 𝘿𝙚𝙡𝙝𝙞.

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