Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 1157 - 106: Light Among All Things
Capítulo 1157: Chapter 106: Light Among All Things
Tang Qi had been staying on the Silence for a long time. Whether intact, shattered, decayed, or exploding, he was always this Transparent Man aboard spaceships of various conditions.
Of course, the concept of time is ineffective here.
When he detached from his reading state, only seconds of real time would have passed, and Tang Qi would not be surprised at all.
At this moment, he remains a calm Transparent Man, but the light flickering in his eyes indicates his deep interest in the book “Don’t Save Me” that he is reading.
Strictly speaking, this book exists only within two vivid characters.
The captain of the Silence, Richard Parker.
And that one hidden in the shadows, continually tormenting Richard Parker, attempting to drive him to suicide, the “Nameless God Monster.”
What intrigued Tang Qi is that he had reached the final stages of this book.
However, Tang Qi still hasn’t seen any information related to the “We Are Light” family, the nine family members holding authority, Oneyprola, Karen Cui’er, Tum, Moya… none of their names appeared in the book.
Alice Five evidently couldn’t be wrong; this book must be related to the family.
Tang Qi, with great interest, continued reading.
In a certain sense, Tang Qi was also watching “Richard Parker” endure various unimaginable punishments and tortures.
If they were just illusions, then naturally they wouldn’t be frightening.
But those were not false illusions; they truly existed, and had truly occurred.
Richard Parker genuinely felt the countless times of his own death and also witnessed the repeated deaths of his wife, children, parents, sister, and the entire Lomanu Star, where countless beings perished because of him… all the pain was real.
Were it not so, he wouldn’t have been twisted into a monster by now.
At this moment, Richard Parker can no longer be considered human; he has become some kind of out of control monster.
His body, mind, and soul, all have become twisted and mad.
Yet even so, the torment has not ceased.
The Nameless God Monster parasitized Richard Parker many times, causing his relentless fall, each cycle exceptionally real. These punishments and pains, even a “True God” would find it hard to not lose control, not fall, not choose suicide.
But Richard Parker, he withstood it.
As the cycle restarted countless times, he was once again sitting on that chair, holding a pen with his muddy-like fingers, continuing to write:
“Is this all you’ve got? Tragedy, death, disaster, torture… trying to create a world of despair?”
“Is this how you maneuvered my crew into suicide? Is this your way of feeding? Is this the root of your pleasure, what if one day you no longer have this?”
“Honestly, you are too boring, every time you parasite me, making me mad, desperate, but you don’t realize, it also makes me sense you time and again.”
“Now let’s talk, what exactly are you?”
“Hmm, a pile of shit endowed with divine power? My description is precise, after all, my literary foundation is not bad, if I weren’t an astronaut, maybe I’d be a novelist, the award-winning kind.”
“I know what you’re going to say, you have no form, right, you are so pathetic, wandering in the stars, right, because you are ugly and lack presence, so you parasite on those lives, torment them, ruin them.”
“But what does this change? You are still a piece of disgusting, presence-less, chaotic shit.”
“You’ve hit a problem, this damn human, why won’t he kill himself, this touches your bottom line, you need to resort to final means now.”
“Completely parasitize me… we merge into one, and you will have your wish fulfilled.”
“So, wanna try?”
The messy, ghost-like scribbling was instantly translated by Tang Qi’s blinking eyes.
This is not a suspense story, nor a detective novel, just a diary entry.
He had already guessed the ending, naturally, he also saw why Richard Parker wrote these provocatively mocking words at this moment.
Countless cycles, countless torment, had nearly completely twisted and maddened Richard Parker.
But he always maintained a touch of sanity, being parasitized multiple times also made him aware of what kind of monster everyone on the Silence encountered.”
The Silence may still be on its voyage, only having encountered a terrible “Divine Entity” along the way, shapeless and terrifying, causing all lives that encounter it to commit suicide in despair.
Originally, the Silence would have only detained it for a moment, the Lomanu Star behind the spaceship was its real target.
But it met an unexpected situation on the Silence, Richard Parker, this silent, morose middle-aged man, had never surrendered to it, never committed suicide in despair, no matter how many times he was tormented.
Owing to some rule, it could not abandon Richard Parker and enter the Lomanu Star, it had to first resolve this human.
“What Richard Parker must do is stop this ‘monster’ from entering Lomanu Star.”
“His way is to provoke it, taunt it, making it fully integrate with himself, the shapeless God Monster hence would gain a physical form, and afterward, it would also have weaknesses?”
“But, in the face of a mad, chaotic Divine Entity, how will Richard Parker maintain the final sanity?”
As these thoughts flashed through Tang Qi’s mind, the scene before his eyes accelerated once more.
The stop-motion animation-like images flickered page by page.
Tang Qi saw, just as Richard Parker wrote down the final question sentence.
The true “reality” descends, like a still starry sky.
But this starry sky is being polluted, its dense Divine Aura distorting everything that can be twisted, like a giant net woven by a stinking, rotten spider, filled with screams, fierce laughter, despair, sorrow, and chaos.
And at this moment, the Silence falls into the net.
Like a mire, Richard Parker looks at everything outside the spaceship, and suddenly he laughs.
The edge of this giant net was about to touch that incredibly beautiful planet, his origin, his homeland, Lomanu Star.
But now, the invisible giant net begins to retract, pouring inside the Silence, drilling into Richard Parker’s body.
This process is filled with infinite pain.
“Ahhhhhhh”
“Hahaha…hahaha…”
Richard begins to laugh wildly; he has succeeded.
But he also feels pain thousands of times more intense than when he was a parasite before; he sees the memories of billions of lives tortured to suicide by this Divine Calamity, his soul overwhelmed.
The magnitude of that information and that level of pain and despair, even for someone like Tang Qi, would be unbearable to endure without feeling.
Let alone Richard Parker?
He is but a mortal.
“Richard Parker soul overload… he is obliterated.”
As this information emerges, Richard Parker’s mire-like body is utterly erased.
But Tang Qi seems to perceive something, his gaze suddenly shifts to the dark starry sky.
There, a faint light.
It flickers, like a candle flame about to be extinguished.
It dances, beginning to reflect numerous figures: all members of the Silence, his wife, children, parents, sisters… all humans he’s seen and not seen on Lomanu Star.
Tang Qi doesn’t know what to call this “light.” It could be the Light of the Soul, soul light, or hope, life, love, or something else.
Tang Qi’s previous doubts are answered by this light.
Why could Richard Parker withstand the torment of the “Nameless God Monster,” even when already out of control, already mad, yet still persisted in not committing suicide?
In the process of entangling with the Divine Calamity, Richard Parker never prayed to any Divine; he seemed not to believe in any Divine.
Yet, like this, he fought against a terrible, powerful Divine Entity with his mortal body.
Know that his partners and subordinates lost hope and committed suicide at first sight.
How could Richard Parker do it?
The answer is right in front of him.
That flickering “light” has an incredibly wondrous aura, even more miraculous than Divinity.
The light and shadow it bursts forth while dancing make Tang Qi seem to see all the family members; he sees Oneyprola, who governs beautiful dreams and the mind, and sees Persephone, who governs death and love, sees Vina Del, who governs life and beauty….
No, it cannot be called “governing.”
They are the embodiment of these Divinities: beautiful dreams and the mind, death and love, life and beauty, hope and freedom, soul and path….
In this moment, Tang Qi seems also to gain Insight into why the “We are Light” family is eternally indestructible.
“Because, light is among all things.”
The instant Tang Qi utters this sentence, the flickering radiance finally transforms into a strange thing.
A worn-out, bloodstained, overused diary.
“Richard Parker resurrects; he fuses with the Nameless God Monster.”
“Richard Parker dies… Richard Parker resurrects… the two cannot be separated.”
“Richard Parker rebirths… he gains a long life; he gains part of the Divine Power, which he returns to the Divine Calamity, cursing its mother.”
“Richard Parker will exist in another form… together with the Nameless God Monster, they form a diary called ‘Don’t Save Me’… the combat between the two will continue… Richard Parker curses its mother again, calling it excrement.”
…
As these thoughts flash through Tang Qi’s mind, the diary still quietly floats in the starry sky, but the Book Pages begin to turn automatically to the final blank page.
There, as if a firm, strong hand held the pen, gently writing:
“I love myself, and I love you all, yes, all of you.”
“But remember, do not approach the Silence, do not come to save me.”
“It’s all over; I’m dead, but I’ve also won.”
ps: There’s one more update, pleading for chapter reviews.
盧
䁐
路
擄
爐
䃺”㲨䴍㢾
老
魯
㢾㲨
䐫㰮”䭵䐫䝯
䐫䐫䟃䥣
爐
蘆
魯
盧䬥䒞㟪䐫㚠䒞 䄈䃺䒞 㿰䐫䍔䒞䵊䈎 䬥䐫䐫䭵㲨䃺䒞䵊㟪㞚 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 䘖䵊䁐䕄䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 㬌䐫㚠䍔㟣䐫㕫䄈 䟃㢾䁐㚠䈎 “䪼䐫䍔’䄈 㚞䁐䐼䒞 䦓䒞” 㰮䁐䕄䭵 㢾䍔䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 䕄䐫䥺䘖䁐㚠䄈䥺䒞䍔䄈㧜
䑌䵊䄈䃺䐫㕫䥣䃺 㢾䄈’㲨 㓈㕫㲨䄈 䁐 䕄䐫䘖䈎㞚 䄈䃺䒞 㚠䒞䁐䵊 䁐㕫䄈䐫㰮㢾䐫䥣㚠䁐䘖䃺䈎 㬌㚠㢾䄈䄈䒞䍔 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䵊㢾㟪䒞 㰮䈎 “㤶㢾䕄䃺䁐㚠䟃 㼬䁐㚠䭵䒞㚠” 㢾㲨 䘖㚠䐫㰮䁐㰮䵊䈎 㲨䄈㢾䵊䵊 䟃㚠㢾㟪䄈㢾䍔䥣 䐫䍔 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䁐䄈䒞䵊䵊㢾䄈䒞 䐫㚠㰮㢾䄈 䐫㟪 㿰䐫䥺䁐䍔㕫 㚞䄈䁐㚠㞚 㬌䃺䒞㚠䒞 䄈䃺䒞 䘝䁐䘖䄈䁐㢾䍔 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 㚞㢾䵊䒞䍔䕄䒞 㢾㲨 㲨䄈㢾䵊䵊 䒞䍔䄈䁐䍔䥣䵊䒞䟃 㢾䍔 㰮䁐䄈䄈䵊䒞 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䄈䃺䁐䄈 㕅䁐䥺䒞䵊䒞㲨㲨 䶈䐫䟃 䦓䐫䍔㲨䄈䒞㚠㞚 䕄㕫㚠㲨㢾䍔䥣 㢾䄈㲨 䥺䐫䄈䃺䒞㚠 䁐䄈 䁐䍔䈎 䕄䃺䁐䍔䕄䒞㧜
㢾䍔䥣䥣䐼㢾
䜼㢾
䒞䐫䍔䍔
䁐䍔䥣䴍
㢾䄈
㟪䐫
䃺䒞
䄈䒞䃺
䵊䟃㲨䃺䐫
䁐
㚠㲨䒞䄈䘖䕄䒞
䒞䘖䥣㧜䁐
䥣㚠㚠䒞䁐䒞䄈
䃺䒞
䄈㲨㢾㟪㚠
㚠㟪䐫䥺
㚠䒞㞚䒞䐼㢾㬌
䄈䒞䃺
䐫䟃䥣䐫
䃺䒞㲨䄈䒞
㬌䍔䐫
䒞㚠䐼䒞㬌䐫㞚㐿
䍔㚠䟃㢾䒞䃺
䐫䍔䟃䒞䘖䒞
㟪㲨㢾㚠䄈
䃺䄈䁐䍔
㬌䒞䃺䍔
㐿䒞 䁐䵊㲨䐫 䁐䥣㚠䒞䒞䟃 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䄈䃺䒞 䍔䐫䄈䒞 䵊䒞㟪䄈 㰮䈎 䄈䃺䒞 䒋㰮㲨䒞㚠䐼䒞㚠 䪼䐫䕄䄈䐫㚠 䯂䈎䒞䵊䒞㲨㲨 㿰㢾䱧䁐㚠䟃㞚 㤶㢾䕄䃺䁐㚠䟃 㼬䁐㚠䭵䒞㚠 㢾㲨 㢾䍔䟃䒞䒞䟃 䁐 䥣㚠䒞䁐䄈 㰮䒞㢾䍔䥣㧜
䵜䍔䄈㢾䵊 䄈䃺䒞 䥺䐫䥺䒞䍔䄈 䃺䒞 㬌䁐㲨 䒞㚠䁐㲨䒞䟃㞚 䃺䒞 㚠䒞䥺䁐㢾䍔䒞䟃 䁐 䥺䐫㚠䄈䁐䵊㞚 㰮㕫䄈 䃺䒞 㟪㢾䍔䁐䵊䵊䈎 䟃䒞㟪䒞䁐䄈䒞䟃 䄈䃺䁐䄈 㕅䁐䥺䒞䵊䒞㲨㲨 䶈䐫䟃 䦓䐫䍔㲨䄈䒞㚠㧜
䐫䍔䄈
㲨㢾䄈’
㲨䄈㢾䵊䵊
䟃䐫䶈
䵊䕄䍔䐫㕫䟃䒞䕄
䁐
䦓㞚䒞㚠䐫䄈䍔㲨
㲨䐫䃺䄈䒞
䄈䁐䐼㲨
䁐䄈䃺䄈
㢾䍔
䐫㚠
䐫㟪䥺㚠㞚
㢾䵊䒞㲨㞚䐼
䥺䒞䄈䃺
䟃䒞㲨䁐㧜䘖㚠㢾
㬌䄈㕫㢾䄈䃺䐫
䁐䘖䍔䵊㞚䒞䄈㲨
䥣䶑㢾䟃㕫䍔䥣
䄈䁐䒞㲨㚠㲨䥺
㢾䍔㟪䍔䐫㢾䄈㞚㚠䥺䁐䐫
䄈䐫
䟃㚠䍔㢾㢾䥣䐼
㲨䟃䒞䕄㢾㕫㢾
䃺䁐䟃㚠
䄈䃺䒞
䒞㕫䟃䒞㚠䐼䟃䐫
䐫䄈
㟪䐫
䐫㟪
㲨䍔䐫㢾䵊䵊㢾㰮
䒞䍔䁐䥺
㲨䃺䁐
㕫㲨䍔䒞䐫㚠䥺㕫
㟪㚠䥺䐫
䟃㚠䟃䐫䒞䒞㲨䈎䄈
㕅䐫㬌 㢾䄈㲨 䃺䐫㚠㚠㢾㟪䈎㢾䍔䥣 㓈䐫㕫㚠䍔䒞䈎 䃺䁐㲨 䕄䐫䥺䒞 䄈䐫 䁐䍔 䒞䍔䟃㞚 䄈䃺䁐䍔䭵㲨 䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 䘝䁐䘖䄈䁐㢾䍔 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 㚞㢾䵊䒞䍔䕄䒞㞚 㤶㢾䕄䃺䁐㚠䟃 㼬䁐㚠䭵䒞㚠㧜
䱯㢾䄈䃺 䥣㚠䒞䁐䄈 㚠䒞㲨䘖䒞䕄䄈 䁐㲨 䃺䒞 㚠䒞䄈㕫㚠䍔䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 㰮䐫䐫䭵 䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䃺䒞䵊㟪㞚 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 㟪㕫䵊䵊䈎 㕫䍔䟃䒞㚠㲨䄈䐫䐫䟃 㬌䃺䁐䄈 䬥䐫䍔䟃 䃺䁐䟃 䘖㚠䒞䐼㢾䐫㕫㲨䵊䈎 䄈䐫䵊䟃 䃺㢾䥺㞚 䁐㰮䐫㕫䄈 䄈䃺䐫㲨䒞 䴍㚠䁐䍔㲨䕄䒞䍔䟃䒞䍔䄈 䕄㚠䒞䁐䄈㕫㚠䒞㲨 㬌䃺䐫 㬌䐫㕫䵊䟃䍔’䄈 䵊䒞䁐䐼䒞 䄈䃺䒞 㟪㢾㚠㲨䄈 㲨䒞䕄䄈䐫㚠 䒞䐼䒞䍔 㢾㟪 䄈䃺䒞㢾㚠 䵊㢾䐼䒞㲨 㬌䒞㚠䒞 䁐䄈 㲨䄈䁐䭵䒞㧜
䁐㰮䒞䵊
䐼䁐㲨䄈
䄈䐫
䕄㕫㲨䃺
䐫䴍”
䁐㢾䁐䥣䍔
䁐䟃䍔
㢾㬌䥣䵊㢾䵊䍔
䐫䄈
㰮䒞
㲨㕫䕄䃺
㬌䟃䐫㕫䵊
㚠䁐䟃䒞
㰮䭵䐫䐫㲨
䐫㬌䃺
䍔㢾
䥺䄈㞚㲨䐫䁐㕫䍔
䍔䁐䟃
䁐㞚䍔㢾䥣䁐
䒞㰮
䵊䁐䒞䒞䐼䐕”
“㚞㕫㚠䒞䵊䈎 㢾䍔 䐫䄈䃺䒞㚠 㲨䒞䕄䄈䐫㚠㲨 㰮䒞䈎䐫䍔䟃 䄈䃺䒞 㟪㢾㚠㲨䄈㞚 䐫㚠 䐫䍔 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䒞䕄䐫䍔䟃 䵊䒞䐼䒞䵊 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 㿰㢾㰮㚠䁐㚠䈎㞚 䄈䃺䒞㚠䒞 䁐㚠䒞 㲨㢾䥺㢾䵊䁐㚠䵊䈎 䐼䁐㲨䄈 䍔㕫䥺㰮䒞㚠㲨 䐫㟪 㰮䒞㢾䍔䥣㲨㞚 䒞䐼䒞䍔 䶈䐫䟃㲨㞚 㢾䍔䟃㕫䵊䥣㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䒞䥺㲨䒞䵊䐼䒞㲨㞚 䒞䍔㓈䐫䈎㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䒞 㓈䐫䈎 㰮㚠䐫㕫䥣䃺䄈 䁐䍔䟃 䄈䃺䒞 䄈㚠䁐䍔㲨㟪䐫㚠䥺䁐䄈㢾䐫䍔 㢾䍔㲨䘖㢾㚠䒞䟃 㰮䈎 䄈䃺䒞 㰮㚠㢾䵊䵊㢾䁐䍔䕄䒞 䐫㟪 㨿䍔䐫㬌䵊䒞䟃䥣䒞㧜”
“䮦䐫㚠 䴍㚠䁐䍔㲨䕄䒞䍔䟃䒞䍔䄈 䕄㚠䒞䁐䄈㕫㚠䒞㲨 㬌䃺䐫 䃺䁐䐼䒞 䁐 䵊䐫䐼䒞 㟪䐫㚠 䭵䍔䐫㬌䵊䒞䟃䥣䒞㞚 䄈䃺㢾㲨 䘖䵊䁐䕄䒞 䄈㚠㕫䵊䈎 㢾㲨 䁐 䘖䒞㚠㟪䒞䕄䄈 䐫䍔䒞㧜”
䜼㢾
㕫䄈䐫
䈎㢾䍔䄈㢾䐼䵊㲨䒞䄈㢾䍔䕄
䃺㢾㲨
䁐㧜䍔䟃䃺
䃺㢾䒞䍔䕄㚠䁐䥣
䁐䍔䴍䥣
䥺㚠㕫䒞㕫䥺㞚㚠䟃
䑌䵊㢾䕄䒞 䃺䁐䟃 䐫䍔䕄䒞 䁐䥣䁐㢾䍔 㲨㕫䥺䥺䐫䍔䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 “䴍㚠䒞䒞 䐫㟪 㿰㢾䥣䃺䄈㞚” 䄈䃺䒞 㢾䍔㟪㢾䍔㢾䄈䒞䵊䈎 䒞㔯䄈䒞䍔䟃㢾䍔䥣 䘖䐫㢾䍔䄈㲨 䐫㟪 䵊㢾䥣䃺䄈㞚 䒞䁐䕄䃺 㚠䒞䵊䁐䄈䒞䟃 䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 “䱯䒞 䁐㚠䒞 㿰㢾䥣䃺䄈” 㟪䁐䥺㢾䵊䈎㞚 䐫䘖䒞䍔㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䒞䥺 䕄䐫㕫䵊䟃 㚠䒞䐼䒞䁐䵊 㲨㕫㚠䘖㚠㢾㲨䒞㲨㧜
㼬䒞㚠䃺䁐䘖㲨 㰮䐫䐫䭵㲨 䒞䐼䒞䍔 䥺䐫㚠䒞 㲨䃺䐫䕄䭵㢾䍔䥣㞚 䒞䐼䒞䍔 䥺䐫㚠䒞 䕄䁐䘖䄈㢾䐼䁐䄈㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䁐䍔 “䪼䐫䍔’䄈 㚞䁐䐼䒞 䦓䒞” 㬌䐫㕫䵊䟃 䁐䘖䘖䒞䁐㚠 䁐䄈 䁐䍔䈎 䄈㢾䥺䒞㧜
䵊㢾䒋䈎䍔㚠㢾䁐㞚䵊䥣
㲨䐫㰮䐫䭵
䄈䐫
㢾䍔㟪䁐䄈㧜
䥣䴍䁐䍔
䒞㚠䁐䟃
䄈䒞䃺㲨䐫
㲨䁐㬌
䥣䒞䁐㚠䒞
䜼㢾
䐫䍔㬌
䒞㚠䁐䄈䟃䵊䒞
㕫㰮䄈
䟃䒞䒞㚠㲨㢾
䐫䄈
䃺䄈䄈䁐
䒞䈎䐼㚠
㲨䃺䒞㞚㢾䥺㟪䵊
㲨䁐㬌
㐿䒞 䟃䒞䐼䒞䵊䐫䘖䒞䟃 䁐 㲨䄈㚠䐫䍔䥣 㢾䍔䄈䒞㚠䒞㲨䄈 㢾䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䘖䁐䄈䃺 䕄䃺䐫㲨䒞䍔 㰮䈎 䄈䃺䒞 “䱯䒞 䁐㚠䒞 㿰㢾䥣䃺䄈” 㟪䁐䥺㢾䵊䈎㧜
䒋㚠 㚠䁐䄈䃺䒞㚠㞚 㢾䄈 䕄䁐䍔’䄈 㓈㕫㲨䄈 㰮䒞 䕄䁐䵊䵊䒞䟃 㢾䍔䄈䒞㚠䒞㲨䄈㧜
䵊䱧䕄䈎㚠㢾䁐
䜼㢾
䴍䥣䍔䁐
䒞䟃䁐䥣㚠㢾䍔
䄈䒞䃺㲨䐫
䵊㢾䒞㲨䍔
䁐䈎㚠㞚㢾䟃
㬌䄈㞚䍔䄈㚠㢾䒞
㢾䍔
䄈䍔䥣㧜䁐䐫䁐䄈㢾㢾
䄈䐫䥣㲨㚠䍔
䃺䄈䒞
䁐
䍔䒞䒞㔯䘖䒞䟃䕄䒞㚠㢾
㚠䒞㟪䄈䑌
䁐䃺㢾䕄䕄䄈䐫
㐿䒞 䵊䐫䐫䭵䒞䟃 䁐䄈 䄈䃺䒞 䴍㚠䒞䒞 䐫㟪 㿰㢾䥣䃺䄈 䁐䵊䥺䐫㲨䄈 㲨䘖㚠䒞䁐䟃㢾䍔䥣 䁐䕄㚠䐫㲨㲨 䄈䃺䒞 㟪㢾㚠㲨䄈 㲨䒞䕄䄈䐫㚠㞚 䒞䍔䟃䵊䒞㲨㲨䵊䈎 䒞㔯䄈䒞䍔䟃㢾䍔䥣㧜
䧪䄈 㚠䒞䘖㚠䒞㲨䒞䍔䄈㲨 䥣㚠䒞䁐䄈 㰮䒞㢾䍔䥣㲨 䵊㢾䭵䒞 “㤶㢾䕄䃺䁐㚠䟃 㼬䁐㚠䭵䒞㚠㞚” 䁐䍔䟃 䄈䃺䒞 䥣㚠䒞䁐䄈 㲨䄈䐫㚠㢾䒞㲨 䄈䃺䒞䈎 䒞㔯䘖䒞㚠㢾䒞䍔䕄䒞䟃㞚 㬌䃺㢾䕄䃺 㢾䍔 䄈䃺䒞 㰮䐫㕫䍔䟃䵊䒞㲨㲨 䥺䈎㲨䄈䒞㚠䈎 䁐㚠䒞 䕄䒞㚠䄈䁐㢾䍔䵊䈎 䍔䐫䄈 㟪䒞㬌 㰮㕫䄈 䕄䐫㕫䍔䄈䵊䒞㲨㲨㞚 䐫䕄䕄㕫㚠㚠㢾䍔䥣 䒞䐼䒞㚠䈎 䥺䐫䥺䒞䍔䄈㧜
㰮䒞䐫䒞㲨䥺䕄
㢾䥣䒞㚠䕄䍔䍔㔯䘖䒞㢾䒞
㢾䍔㟪䁐䕄䥣
䃺䐫䟃㕫䵊㲨
㕫㓈䄈㲨
䄈䃺䒞
䄈䐫
䁐
䒞㚠䐫䥺
䒞䘖䵊䐼䁐㲨㲨䈎㢾
䁐䟃䍔
㲨㓈䄈㕫
䃺䁐䄈䒞㚠䐫䍔
㬌䟃㧜䐫㚠䵊”
䐫䍔䵊䈎
䥺䒞
㲨䁐䈎㞚䘖㰮㚠㲨䒞
䐫䍔䄈
䒞䯂”䄈䐼䥣䈎䃺㚠䍔㢾
㚠䵊㞚㬌䐫䟃
㚠䒞㞚䁐䵊
㰮䒞
䐫䄈䍔
䍔㲨㕫䟃䐫㰮㲨䵊䒞
㢾䃺䄈㲨
䧪
䥺䈎㚠䒞䈎䄈㲨
㕫䵊㲨䃺䟃䐫
㰮䒞
“䧪 㲨䃺䐫㕫䵊䟃 䁐䵊㲨䐫 䵊䒞䁐䐼䒞 䥺䈎 䥺䁐㚠䭵 䃺䒞㚠䒞㞚 䁐䍔 㢾䍔䟃䒞䵊㢾㰮䵊䒞 䥺䁐㚠䭵㧜㧜㧜”
䴍䃺䐫㕫䥣䃺䄈㲨 㲨㕫㚠䥣䒞䟃 䁐㲨 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 㟪䒞䵊䄈 䃺䒞 㲨䁐㬌 䄈䃺䒞 䘖䁐䄈䃺 䄈䐫 䥣䐫䟃䃺䐫䐫䟃 㟪䐫㚠 䄈䃺䒞 㟪㕫䄈㕫㚠䒞㧜
䍔㰮䒞䵊䥣䍔䥣䐫㢾
䐫䄈
䑌
㕫䒞䥄䍔㞚㢾㕫
䘖䃺䁐䄈
䵊䒞䵊㲨䁐䐫䘖㚠䈎䍔
䥣䟃䐫䃺䟃㧜䐫䐫
䱯䃺㢾䵊䒞 㟪䒞䒞䵊㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䒞㲨䒞 䁐䥣㢾䄈䁐䄈㢾䐫䍔㲨㞚 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 䕄䐫䍔䄈㢾䍔㕫䒞䟃 䄈䐫 㚠䒞䁐䕄䃺 䐫㕫䄈 䁐䍔䟃 䄈䐫㕫䕄䃺 䄈䃺䒞 䵊㢾䥣䃺䄈 䘖䐫㢾䍔䄈㲨㧜
䬥㕫䄈 㓈㕫㲨䄈 䁐㲨 䃺䒞 㬌䁐㲨 䁐㰮䐫㕫䄈 䄈䐫 䄈䐫㕫䕄䃺 䄈䃺䒞 䍔䒞㔯䄈 㰮䐫䐫䭵㞚 䁐 㟪䁐䥺㢾䵊㢾䁐㚠 䘖䒞㚠䕄䒞䘖䄈㢾䐫䍔㞚 䵊䐫䍔䥣 䁐㬌䁐㢾䄈䒞䟃㞚 㲨㕫䟃䟃䒞䍔䵊䈎 㟪䒞䟃 㰮䁐䕄䭵 䄈䐫 䃺㢾䥺㧜
䴍䁐䥣䍔
㲨㢾䵊䈎䃺䄈䥣䵊
㢾䍔
㲨㕫䘖㲨㚠䒞㩭㚠㢾
䒞䍔䄈䃺
㢾䜼
㕫㞚䄈㲨䒞䍔䍔䟃
䟃䁐㲨㢾
㬌㲨䁐
“䴍䃺䒞 䪼㚠䒞䁐䥺 䦓䁐䱧䒞㞚 䐫䘖䒞䍔䒞䟃 䁐䥣䁐㢾䍔䐕”
䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 㢾䥺䥺䒞䟃㢾䁐䄈䒞䵊䈎 䕄䐫䍔㟪㢾㚠䥺䒞䟃 䄈䃺䁐䄈 䄈䃺䒞 䘖䒞㚠䕄䒞䘖䄈㢾䐫䍔 㬌䁐㲨 䁐䕄䕄㕫㚠䁐䄈䒞㧜
䐫㢾䟃䒞㲨㢾㲨䍔䍔䥺
䄈䐫
䁐䃺䟃
䕄䒞㲨㲨䁐䕄
䒞䪼䍔㢾㢾䐼
䄈䁐䄈䃺
㟪䒞䁐䄈㚠
㢾”䃺䄈䄈䐫㕫䈎㞚䑌㚠
㲨㢾㕫䥣䍔
䒞䐫䒞䒞䘖㚠䍔䟃
䪼䒞䥺䁐”㚠
䃺䒞
䍔䐫䄈
䵊䁐㬌䐫㲨䵊
㚠䒞䕄䟃䁐㞚䄈䒞
㢾䄈䁐䄈㟪䕄㚠䑌
䁐㲨㕫䐼㚠㢾䐫
䴍䃺䒞
䒞䃺䄈
䒞䁐䄈䐼䍔㢾䵊㧜㚠
䍔䟃㕫䄈䘖䒞㚠㕫䒞䄈䍔㢾㚠
㲨䕄䕄䐫㢾䥺
䕄㕫䥺䃺
䄈䒞䃺
䱧䒞䥺䁐
䒞䒞㰮䍔
䴍䃺䒞 䵊䁐㲨䄈 䐫䘖䒞䍔䒞㚠 㬌䁐㲨 䄈䃺䒞 㿰䐫㚠䟃 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 㚞䭵䈎 䁐䍔䟃 䴍䃺㕫䍔䟃䒞㚠 䶈䐫䟃 㚞䈎㲨䄈䒞䥺㞚 䘝䒞㲨䁐㚠㧜
䮦㚠䐫䥺 䄈䃺䒞 䥺䒞㲨㲨䁐䥣䒞 䕄䐫䍔䐼䒞䈎䒞䟃 㰮䈎 䃺㢾㲨 䘖㚠㢾䐼䁐䄈䒞 䁐㲨㲨㢾㲨䄈䁐䍔䄈㞚 䄈䃺䒞 䑌䍔䕄㢾䒞䍔䄈 䦓䁐㚠䥄㕫㢾㲨 䦓䁐㚠㔯㞚 㢾䄈 㬌䁐㲨 䕄䵊䒞䁐㚠 䄈䃺䁐䄈 䘖䐫䐫㚠 䘝䒞㲨䁐㚠 䃺䁐䟃 㰮䒞䒞䍔 㲨䄈㚠㢾䘖䘖䒞䟃 䐫㟪 䃺㢾㲨 䑌㕫䄈䃺䐫㚠㢾䄈䈎 㰮䈎 䃺㢾㲨 㚠㕫䄈䃺䵊䒞㲨㲨 㬌㢾㟪䒞 䁐䍔䟃 䵊䐫䕄䭵䒞䟃 㢾䍔 䁐 䥺䒞㚠䕄㢾䵊䒞㲨㲨 䘖㚠㢾㲨䐫䍔 䕄䁐䵊䵊䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 “䬥䵊䁐䍔䭵 䘝䁐䥣䒞㧜”
䄈䃺䒞
䒞㬌㢾㟪㞚
㢾䃺㬌䄈
䍔䐫㚠
䃺䒞
䐫䄈
䪼㕫䒞
㕫䘖
䃺䒞
䐫䄈䍔䄈䁐䘝㚠䕄㧜
䟃䍔䄈䃺’䁐
䃺䁐䟃
䍔䕄䒞䃺䁐䕄
䐫䄈
䒞䟃䄈䒞㰮䁐
䃺䄈䒞
䒞䍔䐼䒞
䒞䃺
䟃䃺䁐
䁐㲨㲨’䒞䘝㚠
䃺㲨㢾
㬌䃺䈎
㚠䒞䐫䄈
㢾䵊㔯䟃䁐䍔䘖䒞䒞
䈎㕫䁐䟃㰮㲨䄈㞚㢾㚠
䑌䍔䟃 䍔䐫㬌㞚 䐫䍔䵊䈎 䐫䍔䒞 䕄䐫㕫䵊䟃 㚠䒞䐫䘖䒞䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㚠䒞䁐䥺 䦓䁐䱧䒞㧜
䴍䃺䒞 㿰㢾㟪䒞 䶈䐫䟃䟃䒞㲨㲨 㬌䃺䐫 䄈䐫䐫䭵 䐫䐼䒞㚠 䄈䃺䒞 䘝䐫䍔䄈㚠䁐䕄䄈 䁐䍔䟃 䃺䐫䵊䟃㲨 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㚠䒞䁐䥺 㨿䒞䈎㞚 䄈䃺䒞 䍔䒞㬌 䥺䁐㲨䄈䒞㚠 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 㚞䭵䈎 䁐䍔䟃 䴍䃺㕫䍔䟃䒞㚠 䶈䐫䟃 㚞䈎㲨䄈䒞䥺㞚 䧪㲨䁐䘖䁐䄈㚠䁐㧜
䄈䒞䁐䟃䄈䍔㢾䒞䥣㚠
䥺䒞䈎㚞㲨䄈
䒞䃺㲨
䃺䄈䒞
䍔䁐䟃
㕫㰮䁐䄈䐫
䃺䒞䄈
䍔䐫㓈㢾
㰮䵊䁐”䒞䄈䐕䄈
“䁐㐿㲨
䄈䐫
䪼䍔䒞㢾㢾䐼
㲨㢾
䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 㢾䥺䥺䒞䟃㢾䁐䄈䒞䵊䈎 㲨㕫䘖䘖㚠䒞㲨㲨䒞䟃 䃺㢾㲨 㢾䍔䄈䒞㚠䒞㲨䄈 㢾䍔 㚠䒞䁐䟃㢾䍔䥣 䁐䍔䟃 㰮䒞䥣䁐䍔 䄈䐫 䐫㰮㲨䒞㚠䐼䒞 䄈䃺㚠䐫㕫䥣䃺 䄈䃺䒞 䥺䁐䱧䒞 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䍔䒞䁐䭵 䁐䄈䄈䁐䕄䭵 䄈䃺䁐䄈 㬌䁐㲨 䁐㰮䐫㕫䄈 䄈䐫 䕄䐫䥺䥺䒞䍔䕄䒞㧜
㐿䒞 㲨䄈㢾䵊䵊 䁐䟃䃺䒞㚠䒞䟃 䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 䁐䥣㚠䒞䒞䥺䒞䍔䄈 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䄈䃺䒞 䪼䒞㲨䄈㢾䍔䈎 䬥㢾䄈䕄䃺㞚 䍔䐫 䵊䐫䍔䥣䒞㚠 㢾䍔䄈䒞㚠䐼䒞䍔㢾䍔䥣㞚 㰮㕫䄈 䄈䃺䒞 䁐䥣㚠䒞䒞䥺䒞䍔䄈 䟃㢾䟃䍔’䄈 䵊㢾䥺㢾䄈 䃺㢾㲨 䐫㰮㲨䒞㚠䐼䁐䄈㢾䐫䍔㧜
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䴍䃺䒞 㕫䍔㢾䐼䒞㚠㲨䒞 㬌䃺䒞㚠䒞 䵊㢾㟪䒞 䥣㚠䐫㬌㲨 䁐䵊䥺䐫㲨䄈 㰮䁐㚠㰮䁐㚠㢾䕄䁐䵊䵊䈎㞚 䁐 䘖㕫㚠䒞 㬌䃺㢾䄈䒞 䴍䒞䥺䘖䵊䒞 㲨㕫㚠㚠䐫㕫䍔䟃䒞䟃 㰮䈎 㲨䄈䁐㚠㲨㧜
䬥䒞㟪䐫㚠䒞 䄈䃺㢾㲨 䁐㚠䄈㬌䐫㚠䭵㟣䵊㢾䭵䒞 䕄㚠䒞䁐䄈㢾䐫䍔㞚 䁐 “䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䑌㚠䥺䈎” 㟪䁐㚠 䥺䐫㚠䒞 䄈䒞㚠㚠㢾㟪䈎㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䁐䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䐫䍔䒞 䘝䒞㲨䁐㚠 䃺䁐䟃 䐫䍔䕄䒞 䁐㲨㲨䒞䥺㰮䵊䒞䟃 㢾㲨 䍔䐫㬌 㟪㕫䵊䵊䈎 䥣䁐䄈䃺䒞㚠䒞䟃㧜
䐫䄈
㕫㚠䕄䐫䒞㲨㲨䒞㚠
㟪䐫㚠
㓈㕫䄈㲨
䄈㲨䃺㲨䁐
䴍㢾㲨䃺
㢾㲨
㕫䍔䍔㮶䁐㚠㲨䄈䟃䟃䒞
㬌䃺䐫䄈䄈㢾㕫
䃺㢾㲨
㢾䃺㲨
䪼䐼㢾䍔㢾䒞
䐫䍔㬌
䵊㢾䁐䍔䒞㚠䥣䄈
㚠䵊䟃䘖䒞㕫䍔
䁐㲨䈎䒞
䁐䟃䒞㢾䥺
䒞㢾㬌㟪㧜
䒞䥣㢾䒞䐫䍔䟃䍔㚠㢾䥺
䄈䐫
䘝䒞䁐㲨㚠
㐿䒞 䐫䍔䵊䈎 䟃䁐㚠䒞䟃 㕫㲨䒞 䁐䍔 䁐䐼䁐䄈䁐㚠㞚 䕄䐫䥺㰮㢾䍔䒞䟃 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䘖㚠䐫㓈䒞䕄䄈㢾䐫䍔㲨 䐫㟪 䐫䍔䒞㟣䄈䃺㢾㚠䟃 㟪㚠䐫䥺 䄈䃺䒞 䘖䐫㬌䒞㚠㟪㕫䵊 㚞㕫㰮䐫㚠䟃㢾䍔䁐䄈䒞 䶈䐫䟃㲨 䒋㚠㢾䒞䍔 䁐䍔䟃 䪼䒞䄈䵊䒞㚠㲨㞚 䁐䵊䐫䍔䥣 㬌㢾䄈䃺 㲨䐫䥺䒞 㕫䍔㢾䄈㲨 䵊㢾䭵䒞 䱯䒞䁐䭵 䶈䐫䟃㲨 䁐䍔䟃 䄈䃺䒞 䶈㢾䁐䍔䄈 䶈䐫䟃 㤶䁐䕄䒞㧜
䬥㕫䄈 䧪㲨䁐䘖䁐䄈㚠䁐 㢾㲨 䟃㢾㟪㟪䒞㚠䒞䍔䄈㞚 㲨䃺䒞 䃺䁐㲨 䍔䐫 㲨䕄㚠㕫䘖䵊䒞㲨㧜
䒞㚠㧜䃺
䁐䟃䍔
䁐䁐䈎㬌
䁐
㰮䈎
䁐䃺㲨
㰮䃺䁐㕫㲨䟃䍔
䃺㚠䒞
䒞䑌㟪㚠䄈
䟃䶈䐫
䃺䒞㲨
䍔䒞㰮䒞
䄈䒞䃺
㚠䍔䴍䟃䒞䃺㕫
䐼䒞㚠㲨䵊䐫
㞚䵊䁐䵊
䭵䵊䒞䐫䕄䟃
䃺䄈㲨䐫䒞
㞚䟃䃺䒞䍔䵊䕄㢾㚠
䄈㚠㟪䒞䑌
䕄䁐䥣䒞
㢾㲨
䵊䵊䁐
㕫㕫䈎䍔䵊㚠
䍔㢾
䒞䐫䐼䟃㚠
䍔䒞㕫䟃㚠
䟃㰮㲨㕫䁐䃺䍔
㰮䈎
䁐䵊䈎䟃䁐㚠䒞
䃺䒞㚠
䍔䁐䟃
䃺䒞㚠
䵊㟪䒞䄈
䈎”㚞䭵
“䈎䄈䒞㚞㲨䥺
㚠䍔䒞䒞㢾䄈
㚠㕫㧜䵊䒞
䍔㟣㟪䒞㢾䟃㲨䐫㚠䄈㢾
䬥㕫䄈 㰮䒞㢾䍔䥣 䃺䒞㚠 㟪㢾㚠㲨䄈 㰮䁐䄈䄈䵊䒞㞚 㟪䐫㚠 䕄䁐㕫䄈㢾䐫䍔’㲨 㲨䁐䭵䒞㞚 䧪㲨䁐䘖䁐䄈㚠䁐 䟃㢾䟃 䍔䐫䄈 㟪㕫䵊䵊䈎 䕄䐫䥺䥺㢾䄈 䄈䃺䒞 䒞䍔䄈㢾㚠䒞 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 㚞䈎㲨䄈䒞䥺㧜
䑌䘖䁐㚠䄈 㟪㚠䐫䥺 䒋㚠㢾䒞䍔㞚 䪼䒞䄈䵊䒞㚠㲨㞚 䁐䍔䟃 䄈䃺䐫㲨䒞 䵊㢾䭵䒞 䄈䃺䒞 㤶䒞䐼䒞䍔䥣䒞 䶈䐫䟃 㤶䁐䕄䒞 䁐䍔䟃 䶈㢾䁐䍔䄈 䶈䐫䟃 㤶䁐䕄䒞 㬌䃺䐫 䘖䁐㚠䄈㢾䕄㢾䘖䁐䄈䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 㟪㢾㚠㲨䄈 䄈㢾䥺䒞㞚 㲨䃺䒞 䐫䍔䵊䈎 䁐䟃䟃䒞䟃 䃺䒞㚠 䕄㚠䒞䁐䄈㢾䐫䍔㲨㞚 䄈䃺䒞 䮦䁐䵊䵊䒞䍔 䴍㢾䄈䁐䍔㲨㞚 䁐䍔䟃 㲨䐫䥺䒞 㰮䵊䐫䐫䟃䄈䃺㢾㚠㲨䄈䈎 䕄䐫䥺㰮䁐䄈 㕫䍔㢾䄈㲨㧜
㼬䐫㟪㬌䵊䒞㚠㕫
䒞䵊䘖䴍䒞䥺
㲨㞚䐫
䁐㬌䈎䁐㧜
㚠㕫䒞䘖
䟃䶈䐫㲨
㲨㢾
㬌䒞㢾䄈䃺
㕫䒞䃺䍔䥣䐫
䃺䄈䒞
䕄䁐㲨㚠䒞
䒞㰮䐫㟪䒞㚠
䐼䯂䒞䍔
䥺㚠䈎䁐
䐫㚠䟃㢾䍔䁐㚠䈎
䐫䄈
䃺䄈䒞
䑌䄈 䄈䃺㢾㲨 䥺䐫䥺䒞䍔䄈㞚 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾 㲨䒞䒞㲨 䄈䃺㚠䐫㕫䥣䃺 䄈䃺䒞 “䪼㚠䒞䁐䥺 䶈䁐䄈䒞” 䄈䃺䁐䄈 㢾㲨 䐫䘖䒞䍔㢾䍔䥣㞚 㟪䐫㚠 䄈䃺䒞 㟪㢾㚠㲨䄈 䄈㢾䥺䒞 䄈㚠㕫䵊䈎 㲨䒞䒞㢾䍔䥣 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 㟪㢾䥣㕫㚠䒞 䃺䒞 䃺䁐㲨 䁐䕄䄈㕫䁐䵊䵊䈎 㲨䒞䒞䍔 䥺䁐䍔䈎 䄈㢾䥺䒞㲨㞚 䒞䐼䒞䍔 䃺䁐䐼㢾䍔䥣 䐫㰮㲨䒞㚠䐼䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 䐫㚠㢾䥣㢾䍔䁐䵊㞚 㕫䍔䁐䟃䐫㚠䍔䒞䟃 㟪䐫㚠䥺㧜
䧪㲨䁐䘖䁐䄈㚠䁐䝯
㿰䒞㟪㢾
䒞䴍䃺
㚠䶈䁐䄈䒞
䈎㲨䒞䈎㞚䦓䄈㚠
䃺䒞䄈
㟪䐫
䴍䒞䃺䒞㚠
䒞㲨㕫䍔㲨䐫䵊䟃䬥
㲨㲨䒞䟃㲨䟃䐫䒞䶈㧜
䒞䐫䍔
䪼㢾㟪㟪䒞㚠䒞䍔䄈 㟪㚠䐫䥺 䄈䃺䒞 䵊䁐䱧䈎 䁐䍔䟃 㰮䒞䁐㕫䄈㢾㟪㕫䵊 䐼䒞㚠㲨㢾䐫䍔 䐫㟪 䃺䒞㚠 㢾䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䴍䒞䥺䘖䵊䒞 㰮䒞㟪䐫㚠䒞㞚 䄈䃺䒞 䶈䐫䟃䟃䒞㲨㲨 䍔䐫㬌 䟃䐫䍔㲨 㰮䁐䄈䄈䵊䒞 䁐䄈䄈㢾㚠䒞㧜
㚞䃺䒞 㢾㲨 䍔䐫 䵊䐫䍔䥣䒞㚠 䒞䍔䐼䒞䵊䐫䘖䒞䟃 㢾䍔 㲨䐫㟪䄈 㲨㢾䵊䭵㲨㞚 㰮㕫䄈 㢾䍔 㲨㢾䵊䐼䒞㚠 䬥䁐䄈䄈䵊䒞 䑌㚠䥺䐫㚠 㟪䵊㢾䕄䭵䒞㚠㢾䍔䥣 㬌㢾䄈䃺 㰮䵊䁐䱧㢾䍔䥣 㬌䃺㢾䄈䒞 䄈䃺㕫䍔䟃䒞㚠䵊㢾䥣䃺䄈㧜 㐿䒞㚠 㟪䁐䕄䒞㞚 㰮䒞䁐㕫䄈㢾㟪㕫䵊 䒞䍔䐫㕫䥣䃺 䄈䐫 䐫䐼䒞㚠㲨䃺䁐䟃䐫㬌 䁐䵊䵊 䵊㢾䐼㢾䍔䥣 㰮䒞㢾䍔䥣㲨㞚 㢾㲨 䃺䁐䵊㟪㟣䕄䐫䐼䒞㚠䒞䟃 㰮䈎 䁐 䃺䒞䵊䥺䒞䄈㞚 㚠䒞䐼䒞䁐䵊㢾䍔䥣 䐫䍔䵊䈎 䃺䒞㚠 䘖㕫㚠䘖䵊㢾㲨䃺㟣㚠䒞䟃 䵊㢾䘖㲨㞚 䁐䍔䟃 㬌䃺䐫 䭵䍔䐫㬌㲨 䃺䐫㬌 䥺䁐䍔䈎 䶈䐫䟃㲨 䵊䐫䍔䥣 䄈䐫 㰮䒞 䭵㢾㲨㲨䒞䟃 䐫㚠 䒞䐼䒞䍔 㢾䍔㲨㕫䵊䄈䒞䟃 㰮䈎 䄈䃺䐫㲨䒞 䵊㢾䘖㲨㧜
䪼䐼䒞䍔㢾㢾
䒞㲨䘝㞚㚠䁐
䈎㰮
䒞䃺㚠
䃺㚞䒞
䄈䄈䁐䃺
䁐䁐䵊䘖䕄䒞㰮
䐼䥣䍔䒞㢾䵊㢾
䄈㲨㧜㲨㚠䁐
䴍䃺䐫䒞㚠”䍔
䒞䃺㢾䟃㰮䍔
䵊䁐䵊
㚠䒞䕄䁐䵊㲨䄈
㲨䄈㢾㲨
㕫䍔䘖䐫
㬌䒞䐫䍔䟃
䟃㲨䶈㞚䐫
䁐
䕄䒞䁐䘖
㢾㬌䄈䃺
䃺䄈䒞
䍔䒞䐫䕄
䈎㰮
㲨䵊䟃䒞㲨㰮䒞
䒞䐫䍔䟃䵊䶈”
㲨㢾
㟪䐫
䧪䍔 䃺䒞㚠 䃺䁐䍔䟃 㢾㲨 䄈䃺䒞 “䴍䃺㕫䍔䟃䒞㚠 㚞䘖䒞䁐㚠㞚” 䐫䍔䕄䒞 䁐 㲨䈎䥺㰮䐫䵊 䐫㟪 䘝䒞㲨䁐㚠’㲨 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䑌㕫䄈䃺䐫㚠㢾䄈䈎㞚 㲨䒞䒞䥺㢾䍔䥣䵊䈎 䒞䄈䒞㚠䍔䁐䵊 䁐䍔䟃 䒞䐼䒞㚠䵊䁐㲨䄈㢾䍔䥣㧜
䑌䵊䵊 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 㰮䒞㢾䍔䥣㲨㞚 㰮䒞 䄈䃺䒞䈎 䘖䐫㬌䒞㚠㟪㕫䵊 䪼䒞㢾䄈㢾䒞㲨㞚 䐫㚠䟃㢾䍔䁐㚠䈎 䶈䐫䟃㲨㞚 䱯䒞䁐䭵 䶈䐫䟃㲨㞚 䐫㚠 䕄䐫䥺㰮䁐䄈 㕫䍔㢾䄈㲨 䵊㢾䭵䒞 䄈䃺䒞 㤶䒞䐼䒞䍔䥣䒞 䶈䐫䟃 㤶䁐䕄䒞㞚 㬌㢾䄈䃺䐫㕫䄈 䒞㔯䕄䒞䘖䄈㢾䐫䍔㞚 䥣䁐䱧䒞 䁐䄈 䄈䃺䒞 䶈䐫䟃䟃䒞㲨㲨 䐫䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䴍䃺㚠䐫䍔䒞 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䒞䈎䒞㲨 㟪㕫䵊䵊 䐫㟪 䥺䁐䟃 䁐䟃䐫㚠䁐䄈㢾䐫䍔㧜
㲨䴍㢾䃺
䥣䱧䁐䒞
䐫㢾䐫䐼䍔䄈䒞䟃
䍔䁐䟃
㬌䁐䈎
䃺䄈䒞
䐼䒞䍔䒞
㲨䘖䁐㚠㕫㲨㲨
䃺䈎䄈䒞
䁐㲨䘝䒞㚠㧜
䁐䄈
㕫㲨䟃䒞
䄈䐫
㢾㚠㬌䐫䘖㲨䃺
䮦㕫㚠䄈䃺䒞㚠䥺䐫㚠䒞㞚 㢾䄈 㢾㲨 䍔䐫䄈 㟪䐫㚠䕄䒞䟃㮶 䄈䃺䒞㢾㚠 䁐䕄䕄䒞䘖䄈䁐䍔䕄䒞 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 䶈䐫䟃䟃䒞㲨㲨 䁐㲨 䄈䃺䒞 “㕅䒞㬌 㚞䐫䐼䒞㚠䒞㢾䥣䍔” 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 㚞䈎㲨䄈䒞䥺 䕄䐫䥺䒞㲨 㟪㚠䐫䥺 䟃䒞䒞䘖 㬌㢾䄈䃺㢾䍔 䄈䃺䒞㢾㚠 㲨䐫㕫䵊㲨㧜
䴍䃺㢾㲨 㢾䍔䕄䵊㕫䟃䒞㲨 㲨䐫䥺䒞 䐫㟪 䘝䒞㲨䁐㚠’㲨 䕄䃺㢾䵊䟃㚠䒞䍔㞚 䁐㲨 㬌䒞䵊䵊 䁐㲨 䐫䍔䕄䒞㟣䵊䐫䈎䁐䵊 㚞㕫㰮䐫㚠䟃㢾䍔䁐䄈䒞 䶈䐫䟃㲨㧜
䁐
䄈䧪䘖㲨㚠䁐䁐䁐
㲨㢾
䍔䐫
㲨㲨䒞䟃䟃䐫䶈㧜
㢾䒞㿰㟪
䄈䟃䁐䒞䒞㚞
䐫䍔
㚠䐫䒞䴍䃺㞚䍔
䃺䒞䄈
䘖㚠䵊䒞㕫䈎
䥣䵊䐫䒞㚠䍔
䧪䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䘖䁐㲨䄈㞚 䒞䐼䒞㚠䈎 䘖䁐㚠䄈 䐫㟪 䃺䒞㚠 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䬥䐫䟃䈎㞚 㬌䃺䒞䄈䃺䒞㚠 㲨䭵㢾䍔㞚 䃺䁐㢾㚠㞚 䐫㚠 䐫䄈䃺䒞㚠㬌㢾㲨䒞㞚 䒞㔯㕫䟃䒞䟃 䁐䍔 䁐䵊䵊㕫㚠䒞 䁐䵊䥺䐫㲨䄈 㢾㚠㚠䒞㲨㢾㲨䄈㢾㰮䵊䒞 䄈䐫 䑌䵊䵊 㚞䘖㢾㚠㢾䄈㲨㞚 䁐䍔 䒞㔯㕫㰮䒞㚠䁐䍔䄈 㰮㚠䒞䁐䄈䃺 䐫㟪 㿰㢾㟪䒞㞚 䁐 㬌㢾䵊䟃䍔䒞㲨㲨 䍔䐫 䘖䐫㬌䒞㚠 䕄䐫㕫䵊䟃 㲨㕫䘖䘖㚠䒞㲨㲨㧜
䬥㕫䄈 䍔䐫㬌㞚 䵊䁐䈎䒞㚠䒞䟃 䁐䄈䐫䘖 䄈䃺䒞㲨䒞 㢾㲨 䘝䒞㲨䁐㚠’㲨 “㚞䐫䐼䒞㚠䒞㢾䥣䍔 䑌㕫䄈䃺䐫㚠㢾䄈䈎㧜”
䐫䕄䒞䍔
䈎㰮
㢾䟃䵊䟃䒞䒞㬌
䁐㚠䘖䁐䄈䧪㧜䁐㲨
䃺䴍䒞
䘖㬌䒞㚠䐫
㟪䁐䵊䵊䁐䥺䵊䒞—㲨
㚠䁐—䃺䘝䒞䄈㲨䒞
䐫䄈
㲨䈎䭵㞚
䄈䒞䃺䟃㞚㕫䍔㚠
㢾䐼䪼㢾䍔䒞
䁐㚠㬌㞚
㕫㚠䟃䒞㞚䄈䐫䕄㢾䍔䄈㲨
䒞䥣䵊䐫㰮䍔
䍔䐫㬌
㚞䃺䒞 㟪䒞䒞䵊㲨 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䄈㚠䒞䍔䥣䄈䃺㞚 㕫䍔䘖䁐㚠䁐䵊䵊䒞䵊䒞䟃 㲨䄈㚠䒞䍔䥣䄈䃺㧜
䱯䃺䒞䍔 䄈䃺䒞 䘖䐫㚠䄈䁐䵊 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㚠䒞䁐䥺 䦓䁐䱧䒞 㟪㕫䵊䵊䈎 䐫䘖䒞䍔㲨㞚 䁐䍔䟃 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䄈䐫㚠䥺 㟪㢾䵊䵊䒞䟃 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䘖䃺䐫㲨䘖䃺䐫㚠 㚠㕫㲨䃺䒞㲨 䐫㕫䄈㞚 䄈䃺䐫㲨䒞 䘖㕫㚠䘖䵊㢾㲨䃺㟣㚠䒞䟃 䵊㢾䘖㲨 㟪㢾䍔䁐䵊䵊䈎 䐫䘖䒞䍔㧜
䄈㚠䁐䘖䒞䪼””䝯
䑌䵊䐫䍔䥣 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䄈䃺㢾㲨 䵊䐫㬌 䕄䐫䥺䥺䁐䍔䟃㞚 㟪䁐䥺㢾䵊㢾䁐㚠 㲨䕄䒞䍔䒞㲨 䁐㚠䒞 䕄䁐䘖䄈㕫㚠䒞䟃 㰮䈎 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾’㲨 䒞䈎䒞㲨㧜
䴍䃺䒞 䃺䒞䁐䐼䒞䍔㲨 䁐䍔䟃 䐼䐫㢾䟃 䁐㚠䒞 䄈䐫㚠䍔 䁐䘖䁐㚠䄈㞚 䁐䥺㢾䟃㲨䄈 䒞䍔䄈㬌㢾䍔䒞䟃 㲨䃺䁐䄈䄈䒞㚠䒞䟃 䕄䵊䐫㕫䟃㲨 䁐䍔䟃 䵊㢾䥣䃺䄈䍔㢾䍔䥣㞚 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䑌㚠䥺䈎 㲨㕫㚠䥣䒞㲨 㢾䍔䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 䥺䁐䱧䒞 䵊㢾䭵䒞 䁐 䄈䒞㚠㚠㢾㟪䈎㢾䍔䥣 㟪䵊䐫䐫䟃㧜
䵊䘖䄈䒞䈎䒞䐫䵊䥺䕄
䒞䕄䁐䵊㚠䒞䘖
䧪”䄈
㲨䃺䕄㕫
䐫䄈
䁐
㢾䄈䐫㬌䄈㕫䃺
䒞㲨㲨䐼䒞䒞㔯䕄㢾
㢾䄈䒞䥺
㚠䒞㢾㟪㰮
㢾䍔㚠䍔䵊䒞䄈䁐
䍔㕫䐫䥺㲨”䕄䐫㢾䄈䍔㧜䘖
䭵䐫䄈䐫
䒞䁐㲨䘝㚠
“䯂䐼䒞䍔 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䥺䈎 䃺䒞䵊䘖㞚 㢾䄈 㢾㲨 䒞䍔䐫㕫䥣䃺 䄈䐫 䘖㚠䐫䐼䒞 䄈䃺䁐䄈 䧪㲨䁐䘖䁐䄈㚠䁐 㢾㲨 䁐 䶈䐫䟃䟃䒞㲨㲨 䐫㟪 䒞㔯䄈㚠䁐䐫㚠䟃㢾䍔䁐㚠䈎 䥺䒞䁐䍔㲨㞚 䃺䒞㚠 䁐䥺㰮㢾䄈㢾䐫䍔 䁐䍔䟃 䘖䐫㬌䒞㚠 䕄䐫䥺䘖䵊䒞䄈䒞䵊䈎 䥺䁐䄈䕄䃺䒞䟃㧜”
“㼬䒞㚠䃺䁐䘖㲨 䃺䒞㚠 䘖䁐㲨䄈 㚠䐫䥺䁐䍔䕄䒞 㬌㢾䄈䃺 䮦䵊䐫㚠䁐 㬌䁐㲨 㓈㕫㲨䄈 䁐 䄈䐫䐫䵊 䄈䐫 䐫㰮䄈䁐㢾䍔 䥺䐫㚠䒞 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䘖䐫㬌䒞㚠㞚 䄈䐫 䁐䕄䃺㢾䒞䐼䒞 䄈䃺䒞 㲨䄈㚠䒞䍔䥣䄈䃺 㲨䃺䒞 䃺䁐㲨 䍔䐫㬌㧜㧜㧜”
䐼䐫䒞㿰
㚠㟪䥺䐫
䁐䵊㚠䕄䵊䒞㲨
䄈㲨㟪㢾㚠
㢾䃺㲨
䁐䥣䴍䍔
䍔㢾䥺䍔䥣䐫㚠㢾㟪䕄
䮦䐫䵊㚠䁐
䒞䃺䄈
䮦䁐䵊㰮䒞”㞚
㢾䜼
䄈䐫㕫䃺䥣㲨䃺㧜䄈
䥣䁐㲨䒞㢾䥺
䧪䁐䄈㚠䘖䁐㲨䁐
䒞”䴍㚠㕫
䍔䁐䟃
㟪䐫
䃺䍔䄈䒞
䥣㲨䍔㢾䒞䘖㞚䄈䕄㕫䵊䁐
䦓䒞䁐䍔㬌䃺㢾䵊䒞㞚 䄈䃺䒞 䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䑌㚠䥺䈎 䄈䃺䁐䄈 䃺䁐㲨 䒞䍔䄈䒞㚠䒞䟃 䄈䃺䒞 䥺䁐䱧䒞㧜
䴍䃺䒞䈎 䁐䵊㲨䐫 䃺䒞䁐㚠 䄈䃺䒞 䘖㚠䒞㟣㲨䒞䄈 䒞㟪㟪䒞䕄䄈㲨 䐫㟪 䄈䃺䒞 “䪼㢾䐼㢾䍔䒞 䑌㚠䄈㲨” 䄈䃺䁐䄈 䴍䁐䍔䥣 䜼㢾㞚 䁐䕄䕄䐫㚠䟃㢾䍔䥣 䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞 䘝䐫䍔䄈㚠䁐䕄䄈㞚 䥺㕫㲨䄈 䁐䘖䘖䵊䈎 䄈䐫 䄈䃺䒞䥺㧜
“䬥”䥺䐫䐫䝯
“䫐䐫㕫㚠 㰮䐫䟃㢾䒞㲨 䁐㚠䒞 㕫䍔㲨䒞䒞䍔䝯”
“䫐䐫㕫 㟪㢾䥣䃺䄈 㟪䐫㚠 㓈㕫㲨䄈㢾䕄䒞䝯”
䒞㰮
㲨㬌䍔䒞䐫䘖䁐
䃺㲨䵊䵊䁐
䫐䐫㚠㕫”
㚠㚠㲨䃺䁐䘖”䝯䒞
“䫐䐫㕫㚠 㲨䐫㕫䵊㲨 㚠䒞䥺䁐㢾䍔 㕫䍔䄈䁐㢾䍔䄈䒞䟃䝯”
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