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𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍

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𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚒 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚝???

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𝕠𝕜 𝕤𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤

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𝕠𝕜 𝕤𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕤𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪, 𝕀 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕠𝕟 𝔹𝕖ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕜𝕚𝕕 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 "𝕐𝕠, 𝕔𝕒𝕟 𝕚 𝕘𝕖𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣?" 𝕀 𝕤𝕒𝕚𝕕 "𝕪𝕖𝕤" 𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕞𝕪 𝕒𝕘𝕖. 𝕀 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝔸ℝ𝕂𝔸ℕ𝕊𝔸𝕊 ... 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕨𝕒𝕪𝕤 𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕚𝕕 𝕚 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕒𝕤 8 𝕐𝔼𝔸ℝ𝕊 𝕆𝕃𝔻. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕘𝕠𝕥 𝕗𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕋𝕎𝕆 𝕋𝕀𝕄𝔼𝕊 𝕃𝕀𝕂𝔼 𝕋𝕎𝕆 𝕊𝔼ℙ𝔸ℝ𝔸𝕋𝔼 𝔻𝔸𝕄ℕ ℙℍ𝕆𝕋𝕆𝕊 𝕆𝔽 ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕪𝕜 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝔹𝕖ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕒𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟 ...

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ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴᴇᴅ 

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ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ɪ ʙᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴄᴇʀɴᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ɢᴜʏꜱ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇᴅ ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀᴛ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ...

# data[].attributes.wish_content.attachment_props.question
Lemme know what's even weirder, being hit on by a 8 year old or a 19 year old when your 13?

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𝚞𝚑𝚖𝚖𝚖 𝚒'𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒

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𝚞𝚑𝚖𝚖𝚖 𝚒'𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎. 𝚂𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚢, 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 16, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚊. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚣 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚍𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢. 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙, 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝙻𝙾𝚃. 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚙 .... 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 3 𝙵𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚈𝙴𝙰𝚁𝚂. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝙸 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏. 𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙸 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝚃𝙾 𝙵𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆 𝙼𝙴. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚂𝙽𝙰𝙿 𝚃𝙾𝙾. 𝙸 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 .... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 .... 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 .....

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𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝

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𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚'𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙠𝙞𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛. 𝙃𝙚'𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨. 𝙇𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙛𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨. 𝙇𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝. 𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙙 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝘿𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠. 𝙁𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙢. 𝙉𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘿𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙠.

𝙒𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙢, 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙖 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙗𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙮 𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤𝙨 𝙤𝙣. 𝙎𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙙, 𝙡𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙝𝙞𝙢 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 "(𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝), 𝙒𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙤 𝙤𝙛 ______ " 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙚.

𝙎𝙤, 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧. 𝙎𝙊 𝘽𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙇𝙀𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙃 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙍𝙊𝙊𝙈 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙍𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙏 𝙆𝙔𝙇𝙀. 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙏𝙍𝙄𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙊 𝙆𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝙆𝙔𝙇𝙀 𝙇𝙄𝙆𝙀 𝙋𝙐𝙉𝘾𝙃𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙃𝙄𝙈 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙎𝙏𝙐𝙁𝙁.

𝙎𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙡 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚. 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩. 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.

𝙎𝙤𝙤𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝, 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙖𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚, 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝘿𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙚𝙡. 𝙄𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙢 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝘽𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙇𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙃 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙍𝙂𝙀𝘿 𝙐𝙋 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀𝙍 𝘼𝙂𝘼𝙄𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙒 𝘼 𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙒𝘼𝙍𝘿 𝙋𝙐𝙉𝘾𝙃 𝘼𝙏 𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙄𝘼𝙉 𝙂𝙐𝙔. 𝘽𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙇𝘼𝘿𝙀𝙎𝙃 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙆𝙄𝘾𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙄𝙉𝘿𝙄𝘼𝙉 𝙂𝙐𝙔. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙧. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙙 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝.

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙬𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙙𝙤𝙬𝙣.

𝙎𝙤 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙬𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙡𝙖𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙮. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙜𝙪𝙞𝙙𝙚, 𝙈𝙨. 𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙈𝙧𝙨. 𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙜𝙪𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮. 𝙏𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙪𝙩, 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙣'𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 45 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙛𝙛 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧. 𝙇𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙈𝙨. 𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙗𝙤𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙆𝙮𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝.

𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙨, 𝘽𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙁𝙖𝙧𝙯𝙖𝙙.