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𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙡𝙮, 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥 𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩, 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙮 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣. 𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙠𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙚, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙧𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧. "𝙃𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙤 𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙩𝙮, 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 20 𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙮 𝘾𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙮."
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