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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘌𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘞𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘨𝘦.
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.
𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘴, 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬.
𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦. 𝘉𝘺 𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴.
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