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𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 12:56𝐏𝐌.
𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐨, 𝐈𝐋.
"𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗍 99 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗂𝗇'𝗍 𝗈𝗇𝖾. 𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 38 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 19" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽.
"𝖨'𝗆 𝖺 38𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗒, 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗐𝖿" 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖨 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽.
"𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 ?" 𝖬𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽.
"𝖸'𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗀𝗎𝗌. 𝖸'𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂'𝗆 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 !" 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝖽.
"𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽'𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀. 𝖦𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗌 𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗐𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝖽 ?" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖡𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗌 𝗒'𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗂'𝗆 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂'𝗆 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝗉𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖭𝗒𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗁 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗉" 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌.
"𝖨'𝗆 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇. 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖣𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗄 𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖢𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈 ?" 𝖬𝖺 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽.
"𝖱𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖶𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖨 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗀𝖾. 𝖶𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 ?" 𝖨 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀.
"𝖬𝖾" 𝖫𝗂𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽.
"𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗂'𝗆 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝖿 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗆" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽.
"𝖠𝗅𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖨 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝖸𝗈𝖭𝗂𝗀𝗀𝖺𝖠𝗍𝖾𝖬𝗒𝖡𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗒𝖠𝗎𝗀𝗎𝗌𝗍23𝗋𝖽" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝖾𝖽.
"𝖦𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆" 𝖬𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀.
"𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 ?" 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀.
"𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺 𝗅𝗂𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗐𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖨 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝖾, 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗁 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗈" 𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽.
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