If I Were a Ravenclaw Student

ℳ𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝒹𝓇ℴℴ𝓂 𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝓇𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓈𝓀𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒸𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝓉ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂. ℰ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒢𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉 ℒ𝒶𝓀ℯ. 𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓅ℯℴ𝓅𝓁ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝓂𝓎 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂, 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ, 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓂𝓎.

𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝒾𝒹 ℐ 𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒶 𝓁ℴ𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀𝓈?

𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 ℴ𝒻 ℋ𝒶ℊ𝓇𝒾𝒹'𝓈 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈 (𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ𝓈, 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ), ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓂𝓎 ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓅ℯ𝓉 ℴ𝓌𝓁. ℋℯ𝓇 𝓃𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝒜𝓇𝒾𝒶, 𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂ℯ𝒶𝓃𝓈 "𝒶𝒾𝓇" ℴ𝓇 "𝓂ℯ𝓁ℴ𝒹𝓎" 𝒾𝓃 ℐ𝓉𝒶𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃. 𝒜𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝓃ℴ𝓌𝓎 ℴ𝓌𝓁, 𝓇ℯ𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂ℯ 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 ℴ𝒻 ℋ𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 𝒫ℴ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇'𝓈 ℴ𝓌𝓁, ℋℯ𝒹𝓌𝒾ℊ (𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓅ℯ𝒶𝒸ℯ), 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓂ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒶𝒹ℴ𝓅𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓃 ℋℴℊ𝓈𝓂ℯ𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇𝒾𝓅ℯ 𝒶ℊℯ ℴ𝒻 ℯ𝓁ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈. ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝓌 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈. ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓌, 𝒹ℯℯ𝓅 𝒹ℴ𝓌𝓃, 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ 𝒶 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌, 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ ℐ 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒾𝓇𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓈𝒸ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒾𝒸𝓎 𝒸ℴ𝓁ℴ𝓇 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝒾ℊ𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓂ℯ𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ. 𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝒶𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓈, 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓁ℯ𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝒸ℯ 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒶 𝒽𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃. ℋℴ𝓌ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇, 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓂𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓈 𝒶 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎-𝓈ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓈𝒸𝓇ℯℯ𝒸𝒽, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓇ℯ𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉, 𝒶𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃 ℴ𝓌𝓁. 𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒷ℯ ℴ𝓃ℯ, 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒾𝓈 ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈.

ℳ𝓎 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓇ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓈𝓉𝓁𝓎 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 𝓇ℴ𝒷ℯ𝓈. ℬ𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁ℯ ℊ𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈, ℐ 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓈𝒽𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓈 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃. ℰ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀𝓈 𝓈ℴ 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒶𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝒾𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝓈, 𝓈ℴ ℐ 𝓉𝓇𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓆𝓊ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝓅ℴ𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁ℯ, 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓈 𝒷𝓎 𝒶𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻𝓊𝓃𝓀𝓎 ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈, 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝓃ℯ𝒸𝓀𝓁𝒶𝒸ℯ𝓈, 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓅𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇, 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝓎ℯ𝓉 𝒹ℯ𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒹ℯ𝓈𝒾ℊ𝓃𝓈, ℴ𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓃𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓈. 𝒪𝓃ℯ 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓅𝓅ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ, 𝒽ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇, 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒫𝓇ℯ𝒻ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝒹ℊℯ, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒮𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝒴ℯ𝒶𝓇. ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝓊𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓌ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒾𝓉, 𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒫𝓇ℯ𝒻ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓁. ℐ 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓇𝓎 ℴ𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℯℊ𝒶𝒸𝓎 𝒷𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓂𝒾𝓃ℊ ℋℯ𝒶𝒹 𝒢𝒾𝓇𝓁 𝓃ℯ𝓍𝓉 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇, 𝓈ℴ ℐ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓉ℴ 𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾ℯ𝓋ℯ 𝓂𝓎 ℊℴ𝒶𝓁!

𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℐ 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒹ℴ𝓏ℯ𝓃𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈 ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈ℯ𝓉𝓈 𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝓎 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 ℴ𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹. 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℊ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉 𝒪𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻 𝓈𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓈ℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝓎 ℐ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝒾𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝓂ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓌𝒽ℴ ℐ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓈: 𝓂ℯ. ℳ𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓃 ℯ𝓁𝓂 𝓌ℴℴ𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓅𝒽ℴℯ𝓃𝒾𝓍 𝒻ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒸ℴ𝓇ℯ, ℯ𝓁ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓈 𝓁ℴ𝓃ℊ, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒻𝓁ℯ𝓍𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎. ℳ𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝒾𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝓂ℯ. ℐ𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌ℯ𝒹 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂 ℊ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈ℯ𝓈, 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂ℯ ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓌ℯ 𝓅𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝒾𝒸ℯ 𝒹𝓊ℯ𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ. ℐ 𝒻ℯℯ𝓁 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝓇ℴ𝓃ℊℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝒽ℴ𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹, 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌𝓈 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻.

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓊𝒷𝒿ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓁, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝓁ℴ𝓃ℊ 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ ℐ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℯ𝒸𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒫𝒶𝓉𝓇ℴ𝓃𝓊𝓈 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓈. ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓇ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓂𝒷ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓈 𝒸𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 ℴ𝓌𝓁: 𝒫𝓇ℴ𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓇 𝒢𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓅𝓁ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓇ℴ𝓌ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉ℯ𝒸𝒽𝓃𝒾𝓆𝓊ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒫𝓇ℴ𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓇 ℒ𝓊𝓅𝒾𝓃, 𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓌ℯ 𝒻𝒶𝒸ℯ ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℊ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓃𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝒶 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓇ℴ𝒷ℯ. ℐ𝓃𝓈𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ ℛ𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓀𝓊𝓁𝓊𝓈, 𝓌ℯ 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓃ℴ𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝓃ℊ ℬℴℊℊ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁 𝒟ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉ℴ𝓇 𝒾𝓉𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻. ℋℯ𝒶𝒹𝓂𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 ℳ𝒸𝒢ℴ𝓃𝒶ℊ𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℯ𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓇ℴ𝒷ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓀ℯ𝓅𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒟ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉ℴ𝓇 𝓁ℴ𝒸𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ 𝓈ℴ ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒫𝓇ℴ𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓇 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 "𝓊𝓃𝓁ℴ𝒸𝓀" 𝒾𝓉, 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓈ℯ𝓃𝓈ℯ. 𝒪𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒶 𝒸ℯ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝒹, 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒹ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉ℴ𝓇 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓈𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓅 𝒾𝓉 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉ℴℴ 𝓁𝒶𝓉ℯ. ℒℯ𝓉'𝓈 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝒶𝓎, ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂ℯ𝒹 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒸𝒽ℴ𝒸ℴ𝓁𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 ℋℴ𝓃ℯ𝓎𝒹𝓊𝓀ℯ𝓈 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝒹𝓊𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ! ℬ𝓊𝓉 ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓌ℯ𝓁𝓁-𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓅𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓍𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒸ℯ𝓈𝓈𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸ℴ𝓁𝒹, 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇'𝓈 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓂𝓎 𝒫𝒶𝓉𝓇ℴ𝓃𝓊𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓇ℯ𝓋ℯ𝒶𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓂ℯ 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝓁𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉. ℐ𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓎ℯ𝓉 𝓂𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉𝓎, 𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓈𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓇𝓇ℯ𝓁! ℐ 𝓇ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓂𝒷ℯ𝓇 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓃 ℊ𝓁ℯℯ 𝒶𝓈 ℐ 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒸ℯ𝓈𝓈𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓈𝒽ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒟ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓃𝓉ℴ𝓇 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝓇𝓎, 𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒸𝒽ℯℯ𝓇. ℐ𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓁ℯ; ℐ 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝓎, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝓅ℯ𝓃ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝓇 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒶𝓌 𝓂ℯ, 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒷𝒾ℊ 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇, 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 ℊ𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉 𝒷𝒾ℊ 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈ℴ 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓎 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓂ℯ𝓁𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝒻𝓇ℯ𝓈𝒽, 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝓁𝒾𝓃ℯ𝓃. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 ℊ𝒾ℊℊ𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒷𝒾ℊ 𝒷𝓇ℴ𝓌𝓃 ℯ𝓎ℯ𝓈 ℊ𝒶𝓏ℯ𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝒶𝓉 𝓂ℯ, 𝒶𝓈 𝒾𝒻 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓀𝓃ℯ𝓌 ℯ𝓍𝒶𝒸𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓌𝒽ℴ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈. ℳ𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓃ℊℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 ℐ 𝒶𝓂, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓉, 𝒶𝓈 𝓌ℯ𝓁𝓁. 𝒮𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓍𝒸ℯ𝓁𝓈 𝒾𝓃 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓈𝓊𝒷𝒿ℯ𝒸𝓉 (ℴ𝒷𝓋𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎), 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝒷𝓊𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒻𝓁𝓎, 𝓉ℴℴ. ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒹ℴℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓉, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝓎 𝓈𝒽ℯ'𝓈 𝒶 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌! ℐ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓌ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉, 𝓌ℯ 𝒹ℴ 𝒾𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌ℯ 𝒹ℴ 𝒾𝓉 𝒷ℯ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝓎ℴ𝓃ℯ ℯ𝓁𝓈ℯ ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹.

𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈, ℐ 𝒶𝓁𝓈ℴ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒫ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈. 𝒜𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒹ℴ𝓏ℯ𝓃𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀𝓈 ℴ𝓃 𝒫ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈, ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓈ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓈, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 ℐ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝓎, 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻:
↝ ℱℯ𝓁𝒾𝓍 ℱℯ𝓁ℯ𝒸𝒾𝓈, ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓌𝒾𝓈ℯ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝓈 "ℒ𝒾𝓆𝓊𝒾𝒹 ℒ𝓊𝒸𝓀." 𝒲𝒽ℴℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓅𝓁ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓎 ℴ𝒻 ℊℴℴ𝒹 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝓀 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒶 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓇𝓉 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ. 𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝒾𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 ℯ𝓍𝒶𝓂𝓈 ℴ𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓎 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓁, 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓉 ℊ𝒾𝓋ℯ𝓈 𝓂ℯ 𝒶 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒷ℴℴ𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝓈ℴ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ, 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝓊𝓈𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹 ℴ𝓃 𝓂𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝓎ℴ𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓍.
↝ 𝒟𝓇𝒶𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝒫ℯ𝒶𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓅ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝒹 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓂 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒶𝓃𝓍𝒾ℯ𝓉𝓎. ℐ 𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝓇ℯ𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎, ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 ℯ𝓍𝒶𝓂𝓈, 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒾𝓂𝓅ℴ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒬𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓈ℴ 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈. ℐ 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℯ𝒶𝓈𝒾ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝓇ℯ𝓁𝒶𝓍 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓎ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓁ℴ𝓌 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ, ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓅ℯℴ𝓅𝓁ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓂ℯ 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒶𝓇ℯ ℯ𝓍𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓉𝒾ℯ𝓃𝓉.
↝ 𝒮𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓀ℯ𝒶𝓏𝓎'𝓈 ℋ𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒫ℴ𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓅ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉ℯ𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇 ℴ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂ℯ𝒹. ℐ𝓉 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀𝓈 𝓌ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒷𝒶𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒹𝒶𝓎𝓈!

𝒮𝓅ℯ𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃𝓈, ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝒶 𝓂ℯ𝓂𝒷ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝒻 𝒫𝓇ℴ𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓇 ℱ𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓌𝒾𝒸𝓀'𝓈 ℱ𝓇ℴℊ 𝒞𝒽ℴ𝒾𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓂𝓎 ℱ𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒴ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈. 𝒯𝒽ℯ ℱ𝓇ℴℊ 𝒞𝒽ℴ𝒾𝓇 𝒾𝓈 ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉ℴ 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝒸𝒽ℴℴ𝓁 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℯ𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝒻 ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓇 𝓋𝒶𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃. ℐ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝓈ℴ𝓃ℊ𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓉 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊ𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒶 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾ℴ𝓃 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓁𝒹. ℳ𝓎 𝓌𝒽ℴ𝓁ℯ 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓃ℯ𝒹; 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒶𝓃 ℴ𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒶 𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊℯ𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℯ𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁ℯ 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓃 ℒℴ𝓃𝒹ℴ𝓃. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓇𝓈ℯ 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℯ𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉ℴ ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ𝓈. 𝒜𝒸𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎, 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝒾𝓇 𝓂ℯℯ𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓇𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓎. ℋℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 ℊℴ𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓊𝒻𝒻ℯ𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓈ℯ𝓇𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓊𝓂𝒶 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷𝓇ℴ𝓀ℯ𝓃 𝒷ℴ𝓃ℯ𝓈. ℳ𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇, 𝓌𝒽ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℴ𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓍𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒸ℯ𝒹 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓉 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉, 𝓇ℯ𝒸ℴℊ𝓃𝒾𝓏ℯ𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒶𝓉 ℴ𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒸ℯ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓂ℯ𝒹 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓉𝒶𝓀ℯ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒽ℴ𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓁, 𝒾𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓉ℴℴ𝓀 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉ℴ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒽ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓁ℯ𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻. 𝒜𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝒶𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ, 𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁ℯ𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒽ℯ𝓇, 𝓉ℯ𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓅ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇𝓈, 𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝓇ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝒾ℯ𝒹. 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℊ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝒶𝓃 ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓇ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋ℯ ℴ𝓃 𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝒸, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ. ℳ𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀 ℊ𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓋ℴ𝒾𝒸ℯ 𝓁ℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓃𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁! 𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓊𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓋ℴ𝒾𝒸ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈𝒾ℴ𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃𝓈, 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓊ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓃𝓊𝓇𝓈ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒶𝓃ℊ 𝓉ℴ 𝓂ℯ 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓎 𝒾𝓃 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓂𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝓂ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓃. 𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℴ𝓃𝓈 𝓌𝒽𝓎 ℐ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝒻ℴ𝓇 ℊ𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶 𝓌ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁 ℊ𝒾𝒻𝓉.

ℬℯ𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓈 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒾𝓃ℊ𝒾𝓃ℊ, ℐ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝒬𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽. ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒮ℯℯ𝓀ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 ℋℴ𝓊𝓈ℯ'𝓈 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓂, 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒶𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝒹 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈. ℐ'𝓂 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓂'𝓈 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓃 𝒽ℴ𝓃ℴ𝓇, ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℐ 𝓇ℯ𝒸ℯ𝒾𝓋ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉. ℳ𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇 ℯ𝓃𝒿ℴ𝓎𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂ℯ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓋ℴ𝒾𝒸ℯ 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒸𝒽ℯℯ𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 ℴ𝓃. ℐ'𝓂 𝓈𝓊𝓇ℯ 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓁𝓁 𝓊𝓅ℴ𝓃 𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻 𝓉ℴ 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓋ℴ𝓁𝓊𝓂ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓋ℴ𝒾𝒸ℯ, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁. ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝒶𝓃 ℯ𝓍𝓉𝓇ℯ𝓂ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓅ℯ𝓉𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎ℯ𝓇, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 ℐ'𝓋ℯ 𝒷𝓇ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓂 𝓉ℴ 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎 𝓃ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓁𝓎 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓈 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝓈ℯℯ ℳ𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓂 𝒫ℴ𝓂𝒻𝓇ℯ𝓎.

ℬℯ𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 𝒬𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓂 𝒶𝓁𝓈ℴ 𝒶𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌ℯ𝒹 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓂ℯℯ𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹, 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒮ℯℯ𝓀ℯ𝓇 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁ℯ𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻'𝓈 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓂, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓈𝓁𝒶𝓂𝓂ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒮𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽, 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝒽 𝒷𝓇ℴ𝓀ℯ 𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓁ℯℊ. ℳ𝓎 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝓂 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌ℯ 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ ℴ𝒻 ℳ𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓂 𝒫ℴ𝓂𝒻𝓇ℯ𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓌ℯ 𝒶𝓁𝓈ℴ 𝒽𝒾𝓉 ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝒹𝓈 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓉𝓉𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉 ℊ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓊𝓈 𝒶𝓃 ℴ𝓅𝓅ℴ𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓉ℴ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓉. 𝒜𝓈 𝒾𝓉 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝓈 ℴ𝓊𝓉, 𝓌ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓈ℴ 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓃 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓂ℴ𝓃, 𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻ℯ𝓇ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓈ℯ𝓈! 𝒲ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝒹ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓃ℊℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓈! ℋℯ𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒾𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇, 𝓈ℴ 𝓌ℯ 𝒷ℴ𝓉𝒽 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝒽𝒶𝓁𝒻-𝒷𝓁ℴℴ𝒹 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝒾ℯ𝓈. 𝒜𝓈 𝒶 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌, ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝒶𝒸𝒸ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒸ℯ𝓇𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎, 𝓈ℴ ℐ'𝓋ℯ 𝓉𝒶𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒶𝒹𝓋𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ𝒹 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂𝓈 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒹ℯ𝒻ℯ𝓃𝓈ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝓈ℴ𝓃𝒶𝓁 ℊ𝒶𝒾𝓃 (𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇-𝓈𝓉𝓎𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶𝒸𝓃ℯ-𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓉𝓌ℴ ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒶𝓁𝓁-𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓈), 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓉𝒶𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓂ℯ 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒶𝓀ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓇ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ, ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓈. ℋℯ𝓇 𝓅ℯ𝓉, ℛℯℊ𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒹, 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝓊𝓉ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓉ℴ𝒶𝒹 ℐ'𝓋ℯ ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓈ℯℯ𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓊𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓁𝒾𝓂ℯ! 𝒲ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒹𝒶𝓎 ℴ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒬𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒫𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝓎 𝓈ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓃𝒹 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒹ℴ𝓃'𝓉 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓌𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒹ℴ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒽ℯ𝓇!

𝒮ℴ𝓂ℯ𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ𝓈, 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒶𝓀ℯ 𝒶 𝒷𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓀 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾ℯ𝓈 (𝓌ℯ𝓁𝓁, 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓇𝒸ℯ𝓈 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ) 𝓉ℴ ℯ𝓍𝓅𝓁ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓁ℯ ℊ𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓈. 𝒲ℯ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓊𝓅 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓇𝒸𝒶𝓈ℯ𝓈, 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃ℊℯ 𝓁ℴ𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸ℴ𝓂𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝒸𝓇ℴ𝓈𝓈 𝓃ℯ𝓌 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℯ𝒸𝓇ℯ𝓉 ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓇𝓎𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃'𝓉 𝓈ℯℯ𝓃 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ. 𝒪𝓃ℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝓌ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝒸𝓇ℴ𝓈𝓈 𝒶 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸 𝓇ℴℴ𝓂 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓅𝒾𝒶𝓃ℴ. ℐ, 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝓀𝒾𝓁𝓎, 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓈 ℴ𝓁𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ ℐ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝒞𝓁𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝒹ℯ ℒ𝓊𝓃ℯ, ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝓈𝓊𝒾𝓉ℯ𝓈 𝒷𝓎 𝒟ℯ𝒷𝓊𝓈𝓈𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓏ℯ𝒹, 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ ℐ 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒽ℯ𝓇. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 ℊ𝓇ℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓊𝓅 𝒾𝓃 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒶 𝓌𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎, ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝓇ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 ℳ𝓊ℊℊ𝓁ℯ, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈ℴ 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝓇ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝓊𝓅 𝒹ℴ𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 ℳ𝓊ℊℊ𝓁ℯ-𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈. 𝒮ℴ 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒾𝒸𝓀𝓁ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒾𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ ℴ𝓃ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒻ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓂ℯ𝓂ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒽ℴ𝓅ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝓁𝒶𝓎 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ𝒹𝒶𝓎!

𝒜𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒽 𝒶𝓈 ℐ 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝓈𝓅ℯ𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃, ℐ 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 ℯ𝓃𝒿ℴ𝓎 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓁ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓃ℴ𝓌-𝒶𝓃𝒹-𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓃. 𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓈ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ𝓈 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ, ℐ 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝓂𝓎𝓈ℯ𝓁𝒻 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓎, 𝒷𝓊𝓇𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝒸ℯ 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓎 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒮𝒽𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓈𝓅ℯ𝒶𝓇ℯ ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹. ℐ 𝒻𝓇ℯ𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒸𝒽ℯ𝒸𝓀 ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝒷ℴℴ𝓀𝓈 𝒹ℯ𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝓎 ℴ𝒻 𝒾𝓃𝒻𝓁𝓊ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓁 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓈 𝒾𝓃 𝓈ℴ𝒸𝒾ℯ𝓉𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂. ℐ 𝒶𝓁𝓈ℴ 𝓉ℴℴ𝓀 𝓊𝓅 𝒩ℯ𝓌𝓉 𝒮𝒸𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇'𝓈 "ℱ𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸 ℬℯ𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓉ℴ ℱ𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓂" 𝒶𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃 𝓇ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓅 𝓂ℯ 𝓊𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ𝓈. ℐ𝓉 𝒾𝓈 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝒻𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ, 𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶 𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓁𝒾ℯ𝓋𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓈ℴ𝓂ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓈ℯ 𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ𝓈 ℯ𝓍𝒾𝓈𝓉 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓇ℯ𝒹𝒾𝒷𝓁ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓈ℯℯ𝓂. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒩𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓊𝓈 𝓈ℯℯ𝓂𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝓈ℴ𝓁𝓊𝓉ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝓉ℯ𝓇𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ, 𝓈ℴ ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝒻ℯ𝓇 𝓉ℴ 𝓇𝓊𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒩𝒾𝒻𝒻𝓁ℯ𝓇 (𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℐ 𝓈𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓁𝓎 𝒽𝒾𝒹ℯ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓋𝒶𝓁𝓊𝒶𝒷𝓁ℯ𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹).

𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓋ℴ𝓇𝒾𝓉ℯ 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇, 𝒽ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇, 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝓌ℯ 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝓀𝓎 ℯ𝓃ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 𝓉ℴ 𝒸ℯ𝓁ℯ𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒴𝓊𝓁ℯ ℬ𝒶𝓁𝓁. 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓌ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓎ℴ𝓃𝒹 ℯ𝓍𝒸𝒾𝓉ℯ𝒹 𝓉ℴ 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝓊𝓅 𝒾𝓃 ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒾ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓂ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ ℊℴ𝓌𝓃𝓈 𝓌ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓊𝓅 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓇𝒶ℊℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒶𝓈𝓀 ℴ𝓊𝓉 ℬ𝓇𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉ℴ𝓃 𝒟ℴ𝓃𝒶𝒽𝓊ℯ, 𝒶𝓃ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶 𝒸𝓇𝓊𝓈𝒽 ℴ𝓃 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝒶 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇. 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓅 ℴ𝒻 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁ℯ ℱℯ𝓁𝒾𝓍 ℱℯ𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓈, ℐ 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓈𝓀ℯ𝒹 ℬ𝓇𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉ℴ𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒽ℯ ℊ𝓇𝒶𝒸𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝒸𝒸ℯ𝓅𝓉ℯ𝒹. 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓈𝓀ℯ𝒹 ℳ𝒶𝓇𝒾ℯ 𝒮𝓊𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓇𝒻𝒾ℯ𝓁𝒹, 𝒶𝓃ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 ℋ𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓁ℯ𝓅𝓊𝒻𝒻 𝒾𝓃 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓇 ℴ𝒻 𝓊𝓈 ℯ𝓃𝓉ℯ𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉ℴℊℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝒻ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓅 𝓉ℴℊℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓉ℴ ℋℴℊ𝓈𝓂ℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝓇ℯ𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝓂ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝒶 ℊℯ𝓃𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝓌𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓇𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁. ℐ𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝓁ℴ𝓌𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒹𝓇𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒶𝓇ℴ𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓂ℯ𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓅𝒾ℯ𝒸ℯ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 ℊ𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉ℯ𝓇 ℯ𝓂𝒷ℯ𝒹𝒹ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓈ℴ𝒻𝓉 𝒻𝒶𝒷𝓇𝒾𝒸. 𝒲ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓉, ℐ 𝒻ℯ𝓁𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓁𝓀𝒾𝓃ℊ ℴ𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝓁ℴ𝓊𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓁𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 𝒷𝓁𝓊ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓁ℴ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝓈ℴ𝓁𝓊𝓉ℯ𝓁𝓎 𝓅ℯ𝓇𝒻ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂ℯ. 𝒦𝒶𝓉𝒽𝓇𝓎𝓃 𝓌ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒶 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝒻𝒻𝓎 ℊℴ𝓌𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝒶𝓁ℯ 𝓎ℯ𝓁𝓁ℴ𝓌, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒽ℯ𝓁𝓅ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒹ℯ𝒸ℴ𝓇𝒶𝓉ℯ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝒾𝓇 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒻𝓇ℯ𝓈𝒽 𝒹𝒶𝒾𝓈𝒾ℯ𝓈. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝓁ℴℴ𝓀ℯ𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓀ℯ 𝒶 𝒷ℯ𝒶𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒻𝓊𝓁 𝓌ℴ𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 ℴ𝓊𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝒶 ℛℯ𝓃𝒶𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓅𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌ℯ 𝒹𝒾𝒹 ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽 ℴ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇𝓈' 𝓂𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓊𝓅 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓌𝒾𝒹ℯ 𝓈𝓂𝒾𝓁ℯ𝓈 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝓈𝓈ℯ𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝒸𝒽ℯℯ𝓀𝓈. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒹ℯ𝓁𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝓌ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝒻ℯ. ℬ𝓇𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉ℴ𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝓉ℴℊℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓁 𝓃𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒽ℯ 𝒾𝓈 ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃 𝒶 𝒫𝓇ℯ𝒻ℯ𝒸𝓉 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓉𝒽ℯ ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌 ℋℴ𝓊𝓈ℯ! (𝒯𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓂ℯ, ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝒽ℴ𝓌 𝓉ℴ 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝓀 'ℯ𝓂). ℬ𝓇𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉ℴ𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝒷𝒶𝒷𝓁𝓎 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈 ℛ𝒶𝓋ℯ𝓃𝒸𝓁𝒶𝓌𝓈 𝒾𝓃 ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉, 𝒽ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂ℯ𝓈 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝒸ℴ𝒻𝒻ℯℯ 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒶𝓃𝓎ℴ𝓃ℯ ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌. ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓊ℊ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒸𝓊𝓅 𝒶𝒻𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝒸𝓊𝓅 ℴ𝒻 𝒸ℴ𝒻𝒻ℯℯ, 𝓈ℴ 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓈 ℴ𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝓉ℴ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓂 𝓈ℴ ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝓉ℯ 𝓅𝓇ℯ𝒸𝒾ℴ𝓊𝓈 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ ℊℯ𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒽𝒾𝓂 𝓂ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹𝓎𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻ℴ𝓇 𝓂𝓎 ℯ𝓍𝒶𝓂𝓈.

𝒯𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝓈𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℊℴℴ𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ𝓈 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒸ℴ𝓂ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝒶𝓃 ℯ𝓃𝒹, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉, 𝓂𝓎 𝓈𝒾𝓍𝓉𝒽 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈 ℯ𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓂ℴ𝓋ℯ 𝒾𝓃𝓉ℴ 𝓂𝓎 𝓈ℯ𝓋ℯ𝓃𝓉𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓁 𝓎ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈. 𝒯𝒽ℴ𝓊ℊ𝒽 ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷ℯ ℯ𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓂𝓎 𝓉𝒾𝓂ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝒹ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝓋ℯ𝓇𝓎 𝓈ℴℴ𝓃, ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇ℯ𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓅𝓇ℴ𝒻ℯ𝓈𝓈ℴ𝓇, 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒶 𝒹𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓂 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝒾𝓃ℯ 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸ℯ ℐ 𝒸ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒻𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒻𝓁𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝓂𝓎 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝒹. ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝒾𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒽ℴ𝓂ℯ. ℐ𝓉'𝓈 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓇ℯ ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒷ℯ 𝓌𝒽ℴ ℐ 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒷ℴ𝓇𝓃 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓈 𝒶 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽. ℐ𝓉 𝒾𝓈𝓃'𝓉 ℯ𝒶𝓈𝓎 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 ℳ𝓊ℊℊ𝓁ℯ 𝓃ℯ𝒾ℊ𝒽𝒷ℴ𝓇𝒽ℴℴ𝒹; ℐ 𝒸𝒶𝓃'𝓉 ℯ𝓍𝓅ℴ𝓈ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓅ℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇𝓈 𝓉ℴ 𝒶𝓃𝓎ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝒾𝒹ℯ𝓈 𝓂𝓎 𝒻𝒶𝓂𝒾𝓁𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓉'𝓈 𝒷ℯℯ𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓁𝓉 𝓀ℯℯ𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓉 𝒶 𝓈ℯ𝒸𝓇ℯ𝓉 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 ℐ 𝒹ℴ 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒽ℴ𝓂ℯ. ℬ𝓊𝓉 ℐ 𝓀𝓃ℴ𝓌 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓌𝒽ℯ𝓃 ℐ'𝓂 ℴ𝓁𝒹ℯ𝓇, ℐ 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒷ℯ 𝒶𝒷𝓁ℯ 𝓉ℴ 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓎 𝒶𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒸ℴ𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓊ℯ 𝓂𝓎 𝓁ℯℊ𝒶𝒸𝓎, 𝓉ℯ𝒶𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽ℯ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒻𝓊𝓉𝓊𝓇ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓂 𝓉ℴ 𝒷ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝒷ℯ𝓈𝓉 𝓈ℯ𝓁𝓋ℯ𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓎 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝓅ℴ𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝓎 𝒷ℯ. 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓉 ℋℴℊ𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓈, ℐ 𝓌ℴ𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽 ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓉ℴ𝒹𝒶𝓎, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 ℐ 𝓁ℯ𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝓎 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒻𝓊𝓁𝓁 ℴ𝒻 𝓁ℴ𝓋ℯ, 𝒻𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓃𝒹𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓅, 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓁ℯ 𝒷𝒾𝓉 ℴ𝒻 𝓂𝒶ℊ𝒾𝒸.