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𝖨𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖸𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝗒 𝗐𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝖩𝖺𝗒𝗅𝖾𝗇'𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆. 𝖳𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗒, 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖭𝖺𝗂𝗅𝖺𝗁𝗌. 𝖶𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗋. 𝖥𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇, 𝗆𝗒 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖣𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾-𝗍𝗈-𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗌. 𝖠𝗌 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗑𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗄𝗌, 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒.
"𝖫𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌." 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝖺𝗋. 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋. 𝖣𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍.
"𝖠𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽?" 𝖧𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽, 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆. "𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀." 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾.
"𝖭𝗈." 𝖨 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝗒 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖨 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗇𝖾𝗑𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗎𝗂𝗅𝗍𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖻𝖾. 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝖨 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗂𝗌.
"𝖲𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒." 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾, 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄.
"𝖭𝗈, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍. 𝖠𝗇𝗒𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝖽𝗌 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇. 𝖳𝗈𝗆𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗐𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗀𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾." 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝗎𝗌𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗇.
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