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Florida, United States 
On a chilly April night in 1775, the streets of Boston cloaked in darknessTensions between the British and American colonists had reached a breaking point and war loomed on the horizon like a storm.
As the church sexton climbed the steps of the Old North Church, Paul mounted his horse, ready to ridethe British were crossing the Charles River by boat
His journey was not without danger British patrols roamed the countryside ready to stop any rider who might alert the rebels But Paul had allies
who helped him pass along his message: The British are coming!
Revere stopped at every farmhouse, every village green, shouting his warning Lanterns flickered to life in windows Drums beat and bells rang as militias began to assemble
By dawn, Paul had reached Lexington, where he warned Hancock and Adams Though he was eventually captured for a short timby British soldiers, his message had already spread.
Thanks to Paul Revere’s bravery and quick thinking,
Do you accept my confession >w<
⠄⣿⣿⣬⣀⣠⣤⡘⣿⣿⣿⣦⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠄⠄⢀⣶⣶⣦⣌⢙⡀⠄⠄
⠄⣿⣿⣿⠿⠿⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢡⣄⡀⣀⣼⣿⣿⣿⠟⣸⡇⠄⠄
⣆⠙⠉⣠⣤⡀⠄⠄⢩⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣛⣋⣥⣤⣤⣤⣾⣿⡇⡀⠄
⣤⡀⠸⣿⣿⡿⠶⠶⢾⣿⣿⡸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣲⣧⠄
⢺⣿⣦⣬⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃
⠄⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⡀
⠄⠘⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢟⣭⠭⠴⠒⠨⢭⠛⠛⠋⣼⣿⣿⣟⣛⣡⣴⣿⡇
⠄⠘⣷⣮⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⡙⠁⠏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃
⠄⠄⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡀⠄⣶⣦⠄⣠⣶⣿⣦⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
𝙖𝙙𝙙 𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙧𝙤