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𝙻𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚟𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚒 𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎.

𝙻𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊̀ 𝚎̀ 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚒 𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗’𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘, 𝚖𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎?

𝙴 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒: 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚑𝚒 𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒!

𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎́ 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊̀ 𝚎̀ 𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚐𝚗𝚒 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚣𝚣𝚊, 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚕’𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊̀ 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚣𝚊 𝚊𝚏𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚕’𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚒 𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎.

𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎 | 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚘 𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎.