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Apr 29
𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯,
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘯𝘥.

𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘵,
𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴.

  𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦.
𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘐’𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬
𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥.
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