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𝕎𝕖𝕝𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜, 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣. 𝔾𝕣𝕒𝕓 𝕒 𝕕𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕜, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟…

𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕘𝕠, 𝕕𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨, 𝕘𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖.

𝔾𝕣𝕚𝕞 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕤𝕥. 𝕊𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖, 𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙.

𝕀𝕤𝕖𝕜𝕒𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕕. ℍ𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕝𝕚𝕗𝕖 𝕒𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟.

𝔽𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕜𝕚 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕥. ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕪 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕠𝕝, 𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕒 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕡𝕤𝕖𝕤.

𝔾𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕕𝕖𝕗𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙. 𝔸 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕕. 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜, 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕕. ℂ𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤. 𝔹𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕚𝕟 𝕚𝕥'𝕤 𝕕𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕤.

𝔹𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕕𝕕𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕤𝕦𝕣𝕧𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕜𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜, 𝕝𝕦𝕣𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤, 𝕨𝕒𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕜𝕖. 𝔸𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕨 𝕓𝕠𝕝𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕞𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕦𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕓𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕟 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕙𝕒𝕓𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜, 𝕠𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚𝕞𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪 𝕚𝕟 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕝𝕠𝕪𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕪.

𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕦𝕔𝕔𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤' 𝕥𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤, 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡𝕡𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤. 𝕆𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕕, 𝕓𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕔𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕤𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨.

𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕤𝕠, 𝕒𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕒𝕘𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕦𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕦𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕕, 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕗𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕥 𝕖𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕕 - 𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕖𝕒𝕣 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜 𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕠𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕡𝕥 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕜, 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡𝕤, 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕞𝕖𝕟. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕚𝕗𝕥𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕤𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕕, 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕤𝕚𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕒𝕣 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕞, 𝕗𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕨𝕙𝕠 𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤.