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𝖫𝖾 𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗅 𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗎𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗑, 𝗈𝗎̀ 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖾́𝗍𝗈𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝖾̀𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌, 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗂𝗍𝗌, 𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝗎𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖾𝗍 𝗀𝗅𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾̂𝗍𝖾𝗌. 𝖢’𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗍 𝖽’𝗁𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋, 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝗂 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌 𝖺̀ 𝗌𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗎 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗎𝖽 𝖺𝗎𝗉𝗋𝖾̀𝗌 𝖽𝗎 𝖿𝖾𝗎 𝖾𝗍 𝖺̀ 𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗆𝖾𝗌.