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𝘈 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 “𝘰𝘧𝘧”. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦?
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵?
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𝘈 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘺.
𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 “𝘰𝘧𝘧”. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦?
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘔𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵?
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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢.
𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦?
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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘱𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘯, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢.
𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦?
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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯.
…𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘯.
…𝘐𝘵𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦. 𝘚𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘪𝘵?
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𝘈 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥-𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴— 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧.
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𝘈 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵, 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘎𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥-𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘧. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸, 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴— 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧.
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𝘈 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘳-𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵, 𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰.
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𝘈 𝘩𝘶𝘨𝘦, 𝘵𝘢𝘳-𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘺, 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘥. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵, 𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘷𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰.
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