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𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝔂𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝔂. 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓼 2017. 𝓘𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓵𝔂. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓪 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓾𝓼𝓾𝓪𝓵. 𝓟𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓮𝓼.
𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓾𝓹 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓼. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓶𝔂 𝓫𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝔀𝓷 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓭𝓭𝓮𝓷, 𝓘 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓷𝓽 𝓬𝓻𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓪 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓷 𝓲𝓽.
𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓸𝓯 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰. 𝓘 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵. 𝓢𝓱𝔀 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓫𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼, 𝓵𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓭𝓸𝔀𝓷.
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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵 𝓱𝓪𝓭 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓻𝓪𝓰𝓼, 𝓪 𝓽𝓮𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓳𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓼. "𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓮. 𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓸 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴. 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓮𝓷𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓼𝓼.
𝓘 𝓭𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝔂𝓸𝓾" 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓭. 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓼𝓮𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼. 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓬𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽. "𝓘'𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓵 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓸 𝓘 𝔀𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮. 𝓓𝓸 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓲𝓮?" 𝓘 𝓪𝓼𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻.
𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮, 𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓬𝓮. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓶𝓮, 𝓬𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮. "𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓪𝓷𝓾𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓻" 𝓘 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓸𝓭𝔂 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝔀𝓼𝓹𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓷𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓶𝓮.
𝓘 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓵𝔂. "𝓗𝓸𝔀 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮? 𝓘'𝓵𝓵 𝓽𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝔀𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓭 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪 𝓱𝓸𝓶𝓮" 𝓘 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻. 𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝔀𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓮.
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