𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘕𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘮𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘴 . . . 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯, 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘬𝘺, 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘬 . . . 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦. –Jan Phillips
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