"'𝖂𝖍𝖔 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚?' 𝖆𝖓𝖉 '𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖉𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖙?', 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕 𝖜𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘. 𝕴 𝖌𝖔 𝖇𝖞 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞, 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖞 𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖔𝖗𝖋𝖚𝖑 𝖓𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖘. 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖈𝖗𝖆𝖜𝖑𝖊𝖗, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝕮𝖑𝖔𝖆𝖐, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕻𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖒 𝖔𝖋 𝕴𝖒𝖕 𝕮𝖎𝖙𝖞. 𝕴𝖓 𝕳𝖊𝖑𝖑, 𝕴'𝖒 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜𝖓 𝖆𝖘 𝖅𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖑 𝕸𝖔𝖗𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖞 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖊𝖘, 𝖇𝖚𝖙 𝖞𝖔𝖚'𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖒𝖞 𝖊𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖞, 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖞𝖔𝖚? 𝕬𝖍, 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕 𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘 𝖎𝖓 𝖋𝖊𝖆𝖗..."
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