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(𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀: 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗅𝗎𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾!)
𝖨 𝗌𝗂𝗀𝗁, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗆𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇.
𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺.
𝖡𝗎𝗍...
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗇'𝗍 (𝖱/𝖭).
𝖨 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖽𝗎𝗆𝖻𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋.
𝖨𝖳 𝖶𝖠𝖲 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖲𝖠𝖬𝖤 𝖦𝖴𝖸 𝖥𝖱𝖮𝖬 𝖤𝖠𝖱𝖫𝖨𝖤𝖱.
"𝖴𝗆, 𝖾𝗑𝖼𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝖾."
(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗄𝖾.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁, 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗒𝗈𝗎.
𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗒.
"𝖴𝗁𝗁𝗁, 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?"
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆.
𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗓𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗎𝖾.
𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗒.
".... 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗄 𝖻𝗋𝗈 𝗈𝗋 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍?"
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘧𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘣 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝘦𝘺𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘢𝘸𝘯.
"𝘖𝘬 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘺 𝘥𝘶𝘥𝘦, 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬. 𝘎𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘵, 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶."
(𝖸/𝖭) 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝗎𝗉. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾, 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌... 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽? 𝖧𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾.
(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗎𝗉, 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖽𝗀𝖾.
"𝖮𝗈𝖿- 𝖩𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝖺𝗇-"
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗇𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌,
𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍, 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍.
𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝖻 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗒𝖾𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗈𝗎𝗍.
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𝖧𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗀𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗉 𝗈𝖿𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗇𝗀.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗎𝗉 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖨 𝖽𝗈𝗎𝖻𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗎𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗏𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋.
𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾.
𝖭𝗂𝗂𝗂𝗂𝗂𝖼𝖾, 𝖨 𝗆𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝗒, 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾. 𝖮𝗋 𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌.
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝖨 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗈𝗍𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗉𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗌 (𝖱/𝖭)'𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒.
"𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇' 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 (𝖸/𝖭)?! 𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗎𝗇-𝗀𝗈𝖽𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝗎𝗉!- 𝖮𝖧 𝖬𝖸 𝖦𝖮𝖮𝖣𝖭𝖤𝖲𝖲!"
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗎𝗉 𝗇𝗈𝗐.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗂𝗀 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗉 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗂𝗋. 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 (𝖸/𝖭)'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗏𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖾.
"𝖨𝖳𝖲 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖥*𝖢𝖪𝖨𝖭' 𝖡𝖮𝖮𝖦𝖨𝖤𝖬𝖠𝖭. 𝖮𝖧 𝖧𝖤𝖫𝖫 𝖭𝖠𝖶."
𝖶𝖺𝗂𝗍, 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖲 𝖨𝖲 𝖧𝖨𝖬? 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝖳𝖧𝖤-
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒. 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗉𝗁𝗈𝗇𝖾 911. 𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗍 (𝖸/𝖭), 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝗈 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗇. 𝖯𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 (𝖱/𝖭).
(𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝖼𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝗈, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗎𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉 𝗆𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 (𝖱/𝖭). 𝖲𝗈, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗉𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖻𝗈𝗂𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇? 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍.
(𝖱/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅, 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝖺𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁. (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝖺𝗐 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝖾𝗇𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝗀. 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝖳𝖧𝖠𝖳, 𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗈𝖿𝖿. 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗈 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆.
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𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗀𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝗍𝗈 𝗋𝗎𝗇.
"𝖱𝖴𝖭 (𝖱/𝖭)! 𝖢𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖳𝖧𝖤 𝖯𝖮𝖫𝖨𝖢𝖤 𝖠𝖭𝖣 𝖦𝖤𝖳 𝖥𝖠𝖱 𝖥𝖱𝖮𝖬 𝖧𝖤𝖱𝖤!"
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗈𝖻𝗃𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍, 𝗌𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗋𝖺𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾.
𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖬𝗂𝖼𝗁𝖺𝖾𝗅.
𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈 (𝖸/𝖭), 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗒. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖽𝗈𝖽𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖺𝗍 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖶𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖾.
𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖾𝖽 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗍𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖽𝗀𝖾 𝖺 𝗅𝗈𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌, 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗃𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖻𝗈𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝗇 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗌.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾.
𝖧𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗈𝗇 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗈𝖽 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅, (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝖧𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗅𝗈𝗐𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝖽.. 𝖶𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒? (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗉 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝖽𝗀𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾, 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝗎𝗉 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 (𝖱/𝖭).
𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖺, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝖽𝖺 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗇𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗅. 𝖭𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝖽, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅𝗒, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 (𝖱/𝖭) 𝖽𝗂𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗈 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾. 𝖲𝗈 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗌𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗁𝗒 𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖲𝗈 (𝖸/𝖭) 𝗐𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗋𝗈𝗈𝗆, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌.
Published December 15th, 2021.
𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖣𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 23𝗋𝖽, 2021.
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