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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔰.

⠀⠀⠀⠀       𝔗𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔬𝔫𝔩𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔪𝔟𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔞 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔱𝔥 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔰𝔬𝔠𝔦𝔢𝔱𝔶 𝔬𝔣 𝔥𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫 𝔟𝔢𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀    𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔥𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔡𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔡 𝔲𝔭 𝔱𝔬 𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔞𝔰 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔟𝔲𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔥𝔢𝔩𝔩.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   𝔈𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔢𝔰.