I'm 𝗌𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗇𝗎𝗍𝗌, 𝖽𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗇𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖨 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗈𝗇 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝖻𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖾, 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗒 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗒. 𝖨𝗍s 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 is the 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇 that 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗅𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗆𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌 𝖺𝗀𝗈.
𝖡𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝖺𝗋𝖽𝖾𝖽, 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇'𝗍 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝖿𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖾𝖿𝖿𝖾𝖼𝗍, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗎𝗇𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝖺𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅. 𝖮𝖻𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒, 𝖨 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗉 𝖽𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗍𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾. "𝖳𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾," 𝖨 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽. "𝖲𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗒 𝗉𝖾𝗈𝗉𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗇𝖾𝗒." 𝖠𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝗇 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗏𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝖾?
𝖲𝖺𝖽𝗅𝗒, 𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗅𝖺𝗍𝖾, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖽𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽. 𝖲𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇 𝖾𝗑𝗍𝗋𝖺 29𝗄 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, 𝗌𝗈 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗌𝖺𝖽.
𝖲𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝗅𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗌𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗋. 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗉𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍. 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀? 𝖨 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗈𝖻𝗅𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌.
𝖫𝗈𝗈𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽, 𝖨 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗏𝖺𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗅𝗎𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗄𝗇𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗌, 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝗈𝗎𝗌𝗅𝗒. 𝖠 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽, 𝗎𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗐𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍, 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇.
𝖠 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗆 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌. "𝖠𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖶𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗅𝗒 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖿𝗎𝗇𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖼𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗍 𝗌𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗆. 𝖯𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝖺𝗌 𝗐𝖾 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾,"
𝖣𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗍'𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗇. 𝖲𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗐 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖾𝗍𝗅𝗒. 𝖬𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖻𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗒.
𝖨 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾 𝗎𝗉. 𝖨𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖿𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗐𝗈 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗉𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. "𝖶-𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍? 𝖶𝗁𝖺𝗍? 𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗐𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽?", 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗎𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾.
𝖭𝗈𝗍 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗁𝗋𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗂𝗍, 𝖨 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗇𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋, " 𝖭𝗈, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝗌."
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𝖠𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗎𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗄𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗅𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝖼𝗄 𝗍𝗈 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗇.
𝖨 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗒 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖻𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋'𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌, 𝖼𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗅𝗒.
𝖶𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾, 𝖽𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗂𝗍", 𝖨 𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾.
"𝖸-𝖾𝖺𝗁, 𝖾-𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝖾 𝖿-𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾" 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍, 𝖻𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉.
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗅𝗈𝗍'𝗌 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗌, 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗋𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗍 "𝖶𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇! 𝖡𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗍!"
𝖠𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌, 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗉𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝖠𝗌 𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗎𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝖿 "𝗐𝖾'𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖾" 𝖿𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖻𝗂𝗇, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋.
𝖠𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗉𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾, 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗂𝖼 𝗐𝖺𝗌𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗆𝖾. 𝖬𝗒 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽, 𝗆𝗒 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗃𝗈𝗂𝗇 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖼𝗋𝗎𝖾𝗌, 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽𝗇'𝗍. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗇𝗎𝗆𝖾𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗌 𝗂𝖿 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖼𝗄 𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝗉𝖾𝖺𝗄 𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝖽 𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗐𝖺𝗋𝖽, 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗆𝗒 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾-𝖿𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾. 𝖨'𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝗌𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗎𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗆 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖾.
𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖾𝖽 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀....𝖨 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗍 𝖸𝗏𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾'𝗌 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗉.
𝖨 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽 𝗆𝖾. 𝖳𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌, 𝗌𝗅𝗎𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖾𝖺𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗈𝗅𝗅, 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖻𝗈𝖽𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝗆𝗉 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗎𝗇𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗏𝖾. 𝖠 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗐𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗐𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝖽𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗈𝗋 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖬𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗆𝖺𝖼𝗁 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗌 𝖨 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅...𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗈𝗌, 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾. 𝖨𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝗆𝗎𝖼𝗁, 𝗍𝗈𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗌𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝖨 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝖽𝗈 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾.