"𝖠𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺 𝖪𝗈𝗉𝗂 𝖪𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇"
𝖲𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗁𝗎𝗃𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗁𝗂 𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗈𝗍𝖺. 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗄 𝗄𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗃𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗁 𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗄𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗃𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗇𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗂 𝗎𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀. 𝖯𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝖺𝗒𝗎 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗄𝖺𝗇 "𝖪𝗈𝗉𝗂 𝖪𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇", 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗁 𝗐𝖺𝗄𝗍𝗎. 𝖣𝗎𝗅𝗎, 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗄𝗌𝗂 𝖻𝗂𝗌𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖺𝗇-𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺. 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝗂𝗇𝗂, 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗁𝗎𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗉𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗁 𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗁 𝗃𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗄 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇, 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖺𝗄𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗎 𝖽𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝖺.
𝖠𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝗈𝗉𝗂 𝗉𝖺𝗁𝗂𝗍 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝖺𝗎 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝗌𝖺𝗁 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗉 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖺 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗀𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗂𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗎 𝗄𝖺𝖼𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗋. 𝖣𝗂 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗎 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝖺𝗏𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺, 𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗍 𝗃𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗅𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗇, 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝗎𝖽𝗎𝗄. 𝖱𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗄𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗁 𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗃𝖺𝗇𝗀, 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗎𝗆 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝗂 𝖻𝗂𝖻𝗂𝗋𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗁 𝗌𝖺𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍. 𝖲𝖾𝖻𝗎𝖺𝗁 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗎𝗆 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗂 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂-𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺. "𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺! 𝖪𝖺𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗅𝗂," 𝗌𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝗁 𝗅𝗎𝗀𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗎. 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗒𝗎𝗆 𝗍𝗂𝗉𝗂𝗌, 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝖽𝗎𝗄 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗎.
𝖬𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖺. 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗃𝗎𝗋𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖻𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗎𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗎𝗍 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖺 𝖽𝗂 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗁. 𝖲𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺, 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝖿𝗂𝗌, 𝗅𝖾𝖻𝗂𝗁 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖺𝗇, 𝗌𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗅𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗄𝖾𝗋𝗃𝖺𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇. 𝖠𝖽𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝗃𝖾𝖽𝖺, 𝗋𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗈𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗁 𝖼𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗍𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇. 𝖶𝖺𝗄𝗍𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝗄𝗂𝗋 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌-𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝖺𝗋𝗎 𝖽𝗂 𝗐𝖺𝗃𝖺𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗁𝖺𝗍𝗂 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺, 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖻𝖺𝗁 𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗁 𝗍𝗎𝗃𝗎𝖺𝗇, 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗄𝗂𝗍 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗋𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗄𝗂.
𝖭𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗇, 𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗍 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗅𝗎𝗁 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗎𝗆𝗉𝗎𝗄, 𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗎 𝗄𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗄𝖺 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗉𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗂𝗄𝗂 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖱𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝖻𝗂𝖺𝗌𝖺𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺, 𝗌𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗍 𝗄𝖾𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗎 𝗄𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗂. 𝖨𝗍𝗎 𝖻𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗅𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗋𝗂𝗎𝗁 𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗎 𝖽𝖾𝖻𝖺𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗃𝖺, 𝗆𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗎𝗁 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗁𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆. 𝖳𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖺 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗉𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗅𝗎 𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗒𝖺𝗄 𝗄𝖺𝗍𝖺, 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗎𝗁𝖺𝗇 𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗅𝗂 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇.
𝖣𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗁 𝗀𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗌 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝖺𝗄 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗁𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺 𝗄𝗈𝗉𝗂 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝗄𝗂𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗄𝖺𝗍, 𝖠𝗋𝗒𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗒𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗋𝗂 𝖻𝖺𝗁𝗐𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗁𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺, 𝗌𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗂 "𝖪𝗈𝗉𝗂 𝖪𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇" 𝗂𝗍𝗎, 𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖾𝖻𝗎 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗂 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗆𝗎𝗄𝖺𝖺𝗇, 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝗎𝗇 𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗒𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝗄𝗎𝖺𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗍𝗄𝖺𝗇. 𝖬𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗄 𝖻𝗂𝗌𝖺 𝗅𝖺𝗀𝗂 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗎, 𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗂𝗇 𝗄𝖾𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗎𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗎𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖺𝗐𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗄𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝖻𝖾𝖽𝖺, 𝗍𝖺𝗉𝗂 𝗂𝗄𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗂𝗍𝗎... 𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖺𝗅𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗃𝖺𝖽𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗍 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗇𝗀, 𝖽𝗂 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝗄𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗉 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗎𝗉, 𝖺𝖻𝖺𝖽𝗂 𝖽𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗆 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗉 𝗍𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗄𝖺𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗇 𝗌𝖾𝗍𝗂𝖺𝗉 𝗍𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗇 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝗀 𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗎.
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