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𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝚂𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚒 𝙶𝚞𝚙𝚝𝚊

3𝚛𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛, 𝙱.𝙰(𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚜.) 𝚂𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚢

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 & 𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝚁𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚒

𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚂𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊,

𝙸'𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑, 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚢.

𝚆𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐...𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝o𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜.

𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝙸 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚘𝚗, 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙷𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚂𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚜..

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