𝙁𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 (𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙙) 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙘

“𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝘿𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙖 𝙋𝙪𝙟𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙡 𝙝𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩. 𝘼𝙩 11.30𝙥𝙢, 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙪𝙢 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙙. 𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨, 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙙.

𝙈𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙗𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚.

𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙘 𝙖𝙙𝙟𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙪𝙥𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜, “𝙂𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡. 𝙊𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮?” 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙖 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙨 𝙢𝙚. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙙𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙘.

𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙄 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙘, 𝙤𝙧 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙛𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.” — 𝙍𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙟𝙚𝙚

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