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21 August 2023

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𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔
𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚎

𝙸'𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔
𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎
𝙸𝚝𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎

𝙿𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝'𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗...𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘, 𝙼𝚛. 𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.

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