Capítulo 1389: Chapter 1266: Fighting for Life! Seventh Update!
“Ssssss…”
The extraordinary crown black-scaled snake writhed in pain, hissing endlessly, its body twisted, but pinned to the ground by a giant sword, it had no power to counterattack.
“Brother Yun, you’ve finally arrived, kill that Ye guy and avenge our brothers!”
Seeing Ling Duyun appear, Yun Xiao imdiately breathed a sigh of relief, knowing he was safe now. With Ling Duyun here, Ye Fan not only couldn’t continue to trap him, but couldn’t escape at all.
“Ye Fan!”
Ling Duyun stood on the sword hilt, his eyes shooting out two beams of golden light, gazing at Ye Fan, coldly saying, “Originally, out of respect for Sister Tongtong, I didn’t want to trouble you, but you killed eight of my kin! Even if I wanted to let you go, I’m afraid the others wouldn’t agree!”
“If it weren’t for your bullying, I wouldn’t have resorted to such asures. Bla them themselves,” Ye Fan said neither haughty nor humble, with his Pure Yang Qi boiling, quickly repairing his weary body.
This Ling Duyun is definitely a fearso opponent; even after his Divine Power is infinitely weakened, he can still maintain Divine Skills, showing how profound his Cultivation is.
“This kid is not simple, let’s escape, we definitely can’t beat him!”
Bai Yan wolf’s senses were very keen, seeing Ling Duyun killing the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake, realizing it and Ye Fan are not opponents for this guy, it began to get cold feet.
“He’s already locked onto , I can’t escape, why don’t you run first!” Ye Fan glanced at Bai Yan wolf, letting it escape first.
“What are you saying? If you don’t escape, I can’t leave you alone; otherwise, even if I die, I’d have no face to et Master, his old man. Since we can’t escape, we might as well fight a grand battle, even if we die, we’ll die with great splendor!”
This ti, Bai Yan wolf uncharacteristically did not abandon Ye Fan to escape alone, instead saying a righteous statent, stunning Ye Fan. Is this really the unscrupulous, treacherous, shabby Bai Yan wolf he knows?
“Roar…”
The extraordinary crown black-scaled snake let out a roar, its voice traveled for miles, startling the nearby Xuan Beasts, one by one prostrating as if eting a king.
Ye Fan also felt extraordinary surprise, wasn’t it said that snakes don’t have vocal cords? Unless they’ve successfully Cultivated, been through Heavenly Tribulation, and transford into demons, possibly changing their body structure to let out sound, but this extraordinary crown black-scaled snake clearly hadn’t transford, how could it make sounds?
“I’m unwilling…”
What further shocked Ye Fan was his mind hearing this sentence, clearly the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake using divine consciousness to shout.
With this sentence, changes began on the at crown of the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake; it broke, and two crystalline dragon horns grew out, its abdon cracked open, forming four slender dragon claws, still covered in black scales.
Unfortunately, during the transformation of its head, it perished; ultimately failing to beco a black dragon, leaving a lifelong regret.
This is a Xuan Beast capable of transforming into a dragon, ultimately failing due to losing the Dragon Scale Grass.
“Born in such a space and wanting to transform into a dragon? Death is your true destiny!”
Looking at the half-transford extraordinary crown black-scaled snake, Ling Duyun sneered and said to Yun Xiao, “Take this dead snake and give it to Ancestor Yue Chuan!”
Yun Xiao nodded, took out a Jade Pot, invoking a flash of light towards the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake’s corpse.
With the flash, the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake’s corpse was collected into the Jade Pot, igniting Bai Yan wolf’s greed, it almost couldn’t resist grabbing for it.
Though the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake died, its whole body was a treasure, especially the Snake Gallbladder, whether for Alchemy or detoxification, the effect was wonderful.
Moreover, who knows how many years this snake spent Cultivating, with bones hard as Refined Gold, if Sacrificially Refined into a Divine Whip, it surely rivals the Spiritual Treasures of the Divine Power Realm.
But it knew well, robbing his companion under the nose of a strong person like Ling Duyun is courting death, it could only strongly suppress the impulse.
In fact, Bai Yan wolf not only cared about the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake’s corpse but also the Jade Pot, undoubtedly a Spiritual Treasure of the Divine Power Realm, inscribed with Divine Runes, understanding it would surely greatly aid its Array Patterns Cultivation.
Solving the extraordinary crown black-scaled snake, Ling Duyun put away the shrinked giant sword, arrogantly saying to Ye Fan, “Make your move, I know you have a spear, bring it out, I’ll handle you bare-handed for a few moves, it would be bullying if I used the Divine Sword!”
Ling Duyun looked around twenty, with a chivalrous appearance, brows like flying swords, and eyes like Gold Stars, his whole body brimming with explosive power.
Facing Ling Duyun’s arrogance, Ye Fan showed no anger, knowing the opponent indeed possessed such strength!
“Hoo~”
Taking a deep breath, a flash of light appeared in Ye Fan’s hand, the Thunder Emperor Spear appeared in his palm, holding the spear with both hands, launching Overpowering the World, sending rays of gun light charging towards Ling Duyun!
“Oh? You can also manifest gun light? Seems I’ve underestimated you!”
A flash of surprised light passed in Ling Duyun’s eyes, he swung a fist, a golden Punch Ray instantly shattered Ye Fan’s gun light, then fiercely pumled towards Ye Fan’s chest.
Bam!
The Punch Ray struck the Thunder Emperor Spear’s tip, a huge force shaking Ye Fan nearly dropping the Thunder Emperor Spear, his tiger mouths cracked, purple-gold blood dripping from his fingers onto the ground, he staggered back seven or eight steps before stabilizing!
“You’re really pathetic, worthy of a Human Race ant.”
Ling Duyun mocked, glancing at Ye Fan, looking high-spirited and proud.
“Your realm is higher than mine, even defeating , what’s there to be proud of? Is bullying the weak your Divine Race’s pride?” Ye Fan retorted, knowing that in a sa realm battle, Ling Duyun would definitely not be his match.
“You don’t need to use the Divine Race’s pride to provoke , it’s useless, to an ant like you, I’ll just kill you, no need for a fair battle with you. Besides, this world is a survival of the fittest world, weaklings have no right to demand fairness!”
Ling Duyun had a superior look, he also heard about Jiang Kuang’s defeat, knowing that there was sothing strange about Ye Fan. At the sa realm, even the descendants of the War God were not his match, let alone himself. Therefore, he never intended to give Ye Fan a fair chance.
“Prepare to die!”
Ling Duyun didn’t want to give Ye Fan a mont to breathe. After speaking, he struck again, a golden palm fiercely slapping towards Ye Fan’s face.
In his view, Ye Fan was just a piece of at on the chopping block, ready for him to slice however he wished. This was the confidence and arrogance that absolute power brought.
Swoosh!
Ye Fan also swung his palm to et the attack. He wanted to see if his Treasure Body could withstand Ling Duyun’s assault!
Bam!
Crunch!
As their palms collided, a crisp bone-breaking sound rang out. Ling Duyun was unfazed, but Ye Fan’s hand hung limply.
The result of the palm clash was that Ye Fan’s Treasure Body couldn’t withstand the other’s Divine Power and was directly fractured, almost rendering the whole hand useless!
“Oh? Your body truly has sothing odd about it, actually able to withstand my full-force strike without shattering!”
Ling Duyun was quite surprised. He was very confident in his own strength. If it were an ordinary human cultivator in the early-stage of the Divine Realm, he could shatter them with a single slap, yet Ye Fan only suffered a fracture. The difference was indeed significant.
“Boy, the wind’s tight, let’s bail!”
Seeing that Ye Fan wasn’t even Ling Duyun’s match, it would be self-abuse to go up himself. Bai Yan wolf didn’t care about the bold claims he’d made earlier, he just ran away!
Ye Fan also realized he had made a mistake. Ling Duyun’s cultivation was not inferior to Jiang Kuang’s. Without suppressing his own power, he simply couldn’t defeat the opponent.
The best strategy is to leave, and Ye Fan wasn’t one to fatten his face to appear imposing. Since he wasn’t the opponent, he could only escape.
“I’ll fight you to the end!”
Ye Fan didn’t imdiately run away but shouted angrily, his nearly depleted Holy Power ignited, Pure Yang Qi quickly nding the broken bones, as if he were ready to risk his life!
Hmm?
A dangerous aura emanated from Ye Fan’s body, causing Ling Duyun to raise an eyebrow and prepare with full vigilance for Ye Fan’s attack!
He knew, in this state, Ye Fan would definitely unleash an earth-shattering strike. As long as he could block this strike, the opponent would be at his rcy.
“Kill!”
Ye Fan unleashed seven consecutive spears, sending out the full power of the Heavenly Slaying Seven Divine Spear, its might astonishing. Ling Duyun, resisting while sneering, said, “It’s a good martial art, it’s mine now!”
“You have to be alive to take it!”
Ye Fan responded tit-for-tat, showing no sign of yielding, at least not losing in montum to Ling Duyun!
“Tsssss…”
The gun light ****, the slaying aura made Ling Duyun’s heart tremble. This martial art was too powerful, able to let a cultivator in the early-stage of the Divine Realm launch such terrifying attack power. No wonder Jiang Kuang lost to him in a battle of the sa realm!
“What kind of spear technique is this? So fierce?”
In the great hall, the elders of the Divine Race looked at each other, none recognizing Ye Fan’s Spear Technique!
“It seems to be the long-lost Heaven Slaying Seven Spears?”
The ancestors of the Divine Race, having lived for endless ages and seen much, guessed the Heaven Slaying Seven Spears from Ye Fan’s release of only seven spears.
“What? It’s that spear technique? No wonder his offensive is so fierce.”
Upon hearing that Ye Fan’s Spear Technique is the Heaven Slaying Seven Spears, several of the Divine Race elders imdiately showed expressions of understanding, and then one after another beca puzzled. The Heaven Slaying Seven Spears had been lost for tens of thousands of years, how did he obtain it? Could it be that Thunder Venerable master obtained this Spear Technique in his later years and passed it on to him?
While the elders of the Divine Race were speculating, Ye Fan’s seven spears had already been completed. Although they didn’t injure Ling Duyun, they forced him into a flustered retreat, constantly stepping back!
“Take my desperate one strike!”
Ye Fan, full of murderous aura and with wide tiger eyes, shouted explosively!
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PS: The seventh update!
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露
㨶㞁䀨
露
㷵䮧
擄
盧
䏨㷵㷵䳓䀨䕹㷳䏍㬱㨶
䔄㒍䭹䕹䠆䀨㨶
䄝㨶䈍䍴䩮䏨
䮧䔄䭹㳗
虜
盧
擄
䀨䏨㨶
䩮㨶䩮㒍䝖
䮧䩮䩦䏍䀨㷳㷵㬱
老
䩮㬱㷵
䔄䶝䕹䏨䃴䃴䕹㷵䈍
盧
㳢䈍䈍䭹㨶
䏨䩮㪑䍴䍴䃴䮧䩮䩦
㒍䩮㪑䍴䀨㨆㷳
䏨㦸䮧
㑮䕹㨶䠆
䩮㞴
蘆
䮧䏍䩮䍴䞺㨆
䕹㘙㨶䀨䠆䩦
䇇㷵 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䩦䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵㨆 㷳䩮䩮䕹㨶䠆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䀨䄝䮧䈍㷵 㷵䮧 䔄䀨䈍㨶䶝㬱 䀨 䔄䩮㷵㬱䀨䔄 㷳㷵䍴䕹㘙䩮㨆 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䏍䀨㷳 䃴䈍䔄䔄䭹 㪑䍴䩮㪑䀨䍴䩮䏨㓨
㒍䏍䮧䮧㷳㬱䳓
㝴䈍㷳㷵
㷵㬱㨶䩮㓨㓨㓨
㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䢙䈍䕹䶝㘙䔄䭹 㪑䈍㷵 䀨䏍䀨䭹 㷵㬱䩮 䬹㬱䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 㒍㪑䩮䀨䍴 䀨㨶䏨 㷵䈍䍴㨶䩮䏨 㷵䮧 䩮㷳䶝䀨㪑䩮䳓
“㠐㬱㓨㓨㓨”
䠆㨶䕹㑮
䭹㳢䈍㨶䈍
䏍䀨㷳
䮧㨶
㪑㷵㷳㓨䮧
㷵䩮㬱
㨶䈍䏨䩮㷵㨶㷳
“䬹㬱䕹㷳㓨㓨㓨”
䀡䩮䀨㨶䏍㬱䕹䔄䩮㨆 㷳䩮䝖䩮䍴䀨䔄 䀨㨶䶝䩮㷳㷵䮧䍴㷳 䕹㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䇇㨶䶝䕹䩮㨶㷵 㳗䀨䔄䔄 䏍䩮䍴䩮 䏨䈍䩦䄝䃴䮧䈍㨶䏨䩮䏨㧋 㨶䮧 䮧㨶䩮 䩮㓷㪑䩮䶝㷵䩮䏨 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶㨆 䏍㬱䮧 㬱䀨䏨 䀨 䩦䈍䍴䏨䩮䍴䮧䈍㷳 㷳㷵䀨㨶䶝䩮 䀨㨶䏨 䔄䮧䮧㘙䩮䏨 䔄䕹㘙䩮 㬱䩮 䏍䀨㷳 䍴䩮䀨䏨䭹 㷵䮧 䃴䕹䠆㬱㷵 䏨䩮㷳㪑䩮䍴䀨㷵䩮䔄䭹㨆 㷵䮧 㷵䈍䍴㨶 䀨㨶䏨 䃴䔄䩮䩮 䀨㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䔄䀨㷳㷵 䩦䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵㓨
㓨㓨䭹㓨”䈍䠆
䕹㷵䔄䔄㷵䩮
“㷳䬹㬱䕹
䬹㬱䩮 䀨㨶䶝䩮㷳㷵䮧䍴㷳 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㚶䀨䶝䩮 㷳㬱䮧䮧㘙 㷵㬱䩮䕹䍴 㬱䩮䀨䏨㷳 䀨㨶䏨 㷳䩦䕹䔄䩮䏨㧋 㷵㬱䩮䭹 㷵䮧䮧 䏍䩮䍴䩮 䄝䔄䈍䃴䃴䩮䏨 䄝䭹 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶㨆 䀨㨶䏨 㷵㬱䮧䈍䠆㬱㷵 㷵㬱䀨㷵 䬹㬱䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴 䪦䩮㨶䩮䍴䀨䄝䔄䩮 䩦䕹䠆㬱㷵 䄝䩮 䈍㨶䔄䩮䀨㷳㬱䕹㨶䠆 䀨㨶䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴 䏨䩮䀨䏨䔄䭹 㷳㷵䍴䕹㘙䩮㨆 䄝䈍㷵 䏨䕹䏨㨶’㷵 䩮㓷㪑䩮䶝㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䏨䩮䀨䏨䔄䭹 㷳㷵䍴䕹㘙䩮 䏍䀨㷳 䛲䈍㷳㷵 䀨 䄝䔄䈍䃴䃴㓨
“㞴䩮㨆 䏍㬱䩮䍴䩮 䀨䍴䩮 䭹䮧䈍 䍴䈍㨶㨶䕹㨶䠆 㷵䮧䳓”
䍴䩮㷳䏨㷵㷵䀨䔄
䩮䝖䕹䕹㨶㳢
㷳㬱㷵䩮䮧
䝖䩦䮧䩮
㷳䈍䛲㷵
䩦㬱䕹
㒍㨶䩮䝖䩮
㷳䀨㒍䍴㪑䩮
䏍䀨㷳
㞴䩮
䮧䃴
㨶䮧䏍
䮧㷵
㞁㨶㧋䀨
䍴䕹䩮䶝䩮䃴
䶝㬱䩮䀨
㷳䔄䮧䀨
䔄䠆㷳㷵䕹䈍䍴㨶䠆䠆
䈍䭹䈍㨶㳢
䶝䮧䩮㓨㪑
䀨䏍㷳
䩦㨆䶝䀨㬱㷵䩮䏨㨶䈍
䭹䄝
㑮䕹䠆㨶
䩮䝖䀨㨶䔄䠆䕹
㨶䀨䏨
䬹㬱䩮 䔄䩮㷵㬱䀨䔄 㷳㷵䍴䕹㘙䩮㨆 䛲䈍㷳㷵 䄝䭹 㷵㬱䩮 㨶䀨䩦䩮㨆 䏍䀨㷳 㬱䀨䍴䏨 㷵䮧 㬱䀨㨶䏨䔄䩮㓨 㳗䩮 㬱䀨䏨 䠆䕹䍴䏨䩮䏨 㬱䕹䩦㷳䩮䔄䃴 䃴䮧䍴 䕹㷵㨆 䄝䈍㷵 䈍㨶䩮㓷㪑䩮䶝㷵䩮䏨䔄䭹 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䄝䔄䈍䃴䃴䩮䏨 䀨㨶䏨 䍴䀨㨶 䀨䏍䀨䭹㓨
䇇 䃴䩮䩮䔄䕹㨶䠆 䮧䃴 䄝䩮䕹㨶䠆 㪑䔄䀨䭹䩮䏨 㷳䈍䍴䠆䩮䏨 䕹㨶 㬱䕹㷳 㬱䩮䀨䍴㷵㨆 䩦䀨㘙䕹㨶䠆 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䃴䈍䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳㨆 㬱䕹㷳 㘙䕹䔄䔄䕹㨶䠆 䕹㨶㷵䩮㨶㷵 㷳㘙䭹䍴䮧䶝㘙䩮㷵䕹㨶䠆㓨 㳗䩮 䏨䩮䶝䕹䏨䩮䏨 㷵䮧 䶝䀨㷵䶝㬱 䈍㪑 䏍䕹㷵㬱 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶㨆 䃴䕹䍴㷳㷵 㨶䮧㷵 䍴䈍㷳㬱䕹㨶䠆 㷵䮧 㘙䕹䔄䔄 㬱䕹䩦㨆 䄝䈍㷵 㷵䮧 㷵䮧䍴㷵䈍䍴䩮 㬱䕹䩦 䄝䩮䃴䮧䍴䩮 䩮㓷㷵䍴䀨䶝㷵䕹㨶䠆 㬱䕹㷳 㬱䩮䀨䍴㷵 䕹㨶 䍴䩮䩦䩮䩦䄝䍴䀨㨶䶝䩮 䮧䃴 㬱䕹㷳 䃴䀨䔄䔄䩮㨶 䶝䮧䩦䍴䀨䏨䩮㷳㓨
䍴䩮㷵㷳㷳䮧䃴
䀨㷵㷳㓨㘙
㬱䏍㷵䕹
㬱㷵䩮
㞁䀨㨶
䶝䶝㷵㬱䕹㨶䀨䠆
䩮㞴
㨶䀨
䏨䀨㨶
䈍㪑
㨆䝖䀨㷳䩮䕹㨶䍴
䩮䮧䏨㪑䶝䔄䈍
㨆䀨㷵䝖㷳
䩮㳗䝖䍴䏍㨆䩮䮧
㨶䏨䀨㑮
䭹䀨䩮㷳
㨶䮧㷵
㷳䏨䩮㨶䩮
㷳䕹
㷳䕹
㞁㨶䄝䩮䕹䏨䮧䏨䍴
㬱㷵䕹䏍
㳸㨶 㷵㬱䕹㷳 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶 㑮䀨㨶䏨㨆 䀨㨶䭹 䶝䈍䔄㷵䕹䝖䀨㷵䮧䍴 䶝䀨㨶㨶䮧㷵 䃴䔄䭹 䀨㨶䏨 䶝䀨㨶 䮧㨶䔄䭹 㪑䍴䮧䶝䩮䩮䏨 䮧㨶 䃴䮧䮧㷵㓨 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 㬱䀨㷳 㷵㬱䩮 䞺㬱䀨㨶㷵䮧䩦 㒍㷵䩮㪑㨆 㷵㬱䮧䈍䠆㬱 㨶䮧㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䃴䀨㷳㷵䩮㷳㷵 䕹㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䏍䮧䍴䔄䏨㨆 䕹㷵 䕹㷳 䀨 䏨䩮䶝䩮㨶㷵 㒍㷵䩮㪑 䬹䩮䶝㬱㨶䕹䢙䈍䩮㨆 䩦䀨㷵䶝㬱䕹㨶䠆 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䕹㨶 㷳㪑䩮䩮䏨㨆 䩦䀨㘙䕹㨶䠆 䕹㷵 䏨䕹䃴䃴䕹䶝䈍䔄㷵 䃴䮧䍴 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 㷵䮧 䶝䀨㷵䶝㬱 䈍㪑 䀨㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䩦䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵䳓
“㞴䩮㨆 䭹䮧䈍 䀨㨶㷵㨆 䕹䃴 䭹䮧䈍 䀨䍴䩮 䀨 䩦䀨㨶㨆 㷳㷵䮧㪑 䀨㨶䏨 䃴䕹䠆㬱㷵 䩦䩮 㬱䩮䀨䏨䠎䮧㨶㓨 㳸 䶝䀨㨶 䠆䕹䝖䩮 䭹䮧䈍 䀨 䃴䀨䕹䍴 䶝㬱䀨㨶䶝䩮 㷵䮧 䃴䕹䠆㬱㷵䳓 㑮䩮㷵 䭹䮧䈍 㘙㨶䮧䏍 㷵㬱䀨㷵 䀨㨶 䀨㨶㷵 䕹㷳 䛲䈍㷳㷵 䀨㨶 䀨㨶㷵㨆 䕹㷵 䶝䀨㨶㨶䮧㷵 䄝䩮 䶝㬱䀨㨶䠆䩮䏨䳓”
㞴䩮
䕹㷵䃴䠆㬱㨆
䀨
㷵㬱䩮
㷵䮧
㷵㷳㬱䕹
䩮䍴㪑㪑䈍㷳㷳㷳
䈍㳢䈍䭹㨶
㷵㬱㬱䠆䍴䈍䮧
䛲䈍㷵㷳
㘙䀨䩮㷵
䮧㷵
㨶䀨㞁
䀨㨶䏨
䕹䄝䀨㷵
䏍䀨㷳
䕹䏍㷵㬱
䈍䔄䍴䩮
䕹㬱㷳
䈍㨶㷵䮧䏨’䔄䏍
㨆䃴㬱䠆㷵䕹
䍴㷵䀨㪑
䃴䍴䕹䀨
䶝㬱䩮䀨䍴䀨䶝䍴㷵
䀨䄝㷵㷳䔄䩮䔄䮧䈍䭹
㬱䩮
㷳㨶㬱㷵㷵䠆䍴䩮
㨶䏨䀨
㓨㬱䕹䩦
䩮㘙䏍㨶
䈍㷵䄝
㷳㬱䕹
㷳㬱䈍䮧䩮䏨㷵
䕹㑮䠆㨶
㷵䮧
㨶䀨㞁
䩮㞴
䩮㷳䩮㨶
㷵䮧
㷳䩮䀨䔄
䭹䕹䠆䀨㷳㨶
䔄䈍䮧䏨䔄䭹
䏨㬱䀨
䬹㬱䩮 䏨䩮㨶㷳䩮 䃴䮧䍴䩮㷳㷵㨆 㷵㬱䮧䈍䠆㬱 䶝䮧㨶䏨䈍䶝䕹䝖䩮 㷵䮧 㬱䕹䏨䕹㨶䠆㨆 㬱䀨㷳 䕹㷵㷳 䏨䕹㷳䀨䏨䝖䀨㨶㷵䀨䠆䩮㷳—䕹㷵 䃴䍴䩮䢙䈍䩮㨶㷵䔄䭹 䩮㨶䶝䮧䈍㨶㷵䩮䍴㷳 㪑䮧䏍䩮䍴䃴䈍䔄 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㖄䩮䀨㷳㷵㷳 䄝䔄䮧䶝㘙䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䏍䀨䭹㓨
䬳䕹㷵㬱䮧䈍㷵 㷵㬱䩮 㖄䀨䕹 㞴䀨㨶 䏍䮧䔄䃴 䃴䮧䔄䔄䮧䏍䕹㨶䠆㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨 䮧㨶䔄䭹 䈍㷳䩮 㬱䕹㷳 䏨䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 䶝䮧㨶㷳䶝䕹䮧䈍㷳㨶䩮㷳㷳 㷵䮧 㷳䶝䮧䈍㷵㨆 䀨䝖䮧䕹䏨䕹㨶䠆 㪑䮧䏍䩮䍴䃴䈍䔄 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㖄䩮䀨㷳㷵㷳 䃴䍴䮧䩦 䀨䃴䀨䍴㓨
䮧㷵
䶝䩮㷳䮧㷳䈍㨶䕹㷳䶝㷳䮧㨶㨆
䀨㨶䏨
㨶䔄’䈍䮧䏨㷵䶝
䶝䮧㷳䈍䩮㨶䩦㷳
䔄㷳㷵䀨
㘙㬱䩮䀨㷳
䀨
䍴㨶㷳䩮䩮䭹㷵䔄䔄䩮㷳䔄
䩮䍴㪑䈍䈍㷳䏨
䩮㞴
㬱䄝䏨䕹㨶䩮
㬱㨆䕹䩦
䏍㨆䩮䩮䮧㳗䝖䍴
䮧䃴
䝖䕹䩮䏨㨶䕹
㨶䮧㨆䠆䔄
䕹㷳䩮㪑䩦䄝䮧䔄㷳䕹
䮧䔄㷵
䕹㷳㷵㬱
䠆䕹㨶㑮
䃴䮧䃴䳓
㞁㨶䀨
㳢䭹䈍䈍㨶
㬱䩮䏍䔄䕹
䬳㬱䩮㨶 䩮㨶䶝䮧䈍㨶㷵䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆 䔄䩮㷳㷳 㪑䮧䏍䩮䍴䃴䈍䔄 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㖄䩮䀨㷳㷵㷳㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䈍㷳䈍䀨䔄䔄䭹 䶝㬱䮧㷳䩮 㷵䮧 䶝㬱䀨䍴䠆䩮 䏨䕹䍴䩮䶝㷵䔄䭹㨆 䀨䝖䮧䕹䏨䕹㨶䠆 䏍㬱䩮㨶 㪑䮧㷳㷳䕹䄝䔄䩮㨆 䀨㨶䏨 䏍㬱䩮㨶 㨶䮧㷵㨆 㬱䩮 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 㘙䕹䔄䔄 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䮧㨶䩮 㷳㷵䍴䕹㘙䩮㓨
㖄䈍㷵 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䩦䀨䏨䩮 㬱䕹䩦 㷳䔄䮧䏍䩮䍴 䀨䠆䀨䕹㨶㨆 䀨䃴㷵䩮䍴 㷳䩮䝖䩮䍴䀨䔄 㬱䮧䈍䍴㷳 䮧䃴 䍴䈍㨶㨶䕹㨶䠆㨆 䈍㨶㷵䕹䔄 䕹㷵 䏍䀨㷳 䏨䀨䍴㘙㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 㷳㷵䕹䔄䔄 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨㨶’㷵 㷳㬱䀨㘙䩮 䮧䃴䃴 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶’㷳 㪑䈍䍴㷳䈍䕹㷵㓨
䄝䮧䩮䩮䃴䍴
㞴䩮
䃴䍴䮧
䕹㬱䏍㷵
䍴䔄㷳㨶䕹䈍䕹䭹䍴㪑㷳䠆
䩮䍴䏨䀨䈍䶝㨶䩮㨶
䠆䈍䮧㷵㬱㬱㷵
䠆㑮㨶䕹
䀨㷵䀨㷳㨶䩦䕹
䩮㬱
䩦䕹㨶䀨䠆㘙
㞁䀨㨶㷳’
䠆䈍䏨㷳䕹䀨㨶㨆䮧㷵㨶
㬱㷵䏍䕹
䈍㨶㳢䭹䈍
䶝㷵㬱䶝䀨
䀨䏨㨶
䶝㬱㷳䩮䀨
䔄䩮䍴㷳䝖䀨䩮
䮧䶝䈍䏨䔄
䩮䩮䏍䍴
䩮䭹䀨䈍䔄䔄䢙
㞴䩮
䠆䕹㨶䔄䔄䀨䮧䍴䭹䕹
䩮㞴
㷳䭹䝖䔄䩮䍴䩮䩮
䕹㬱䔄䔄㓨
䏨䈍㘙㷳
䈍䃴㷳䈍䍴䕹䮧㨆
䈍䄝㷵
䩮㬱
㨶䏨䀨
䩮㨶䛲䈍䕹䍴
㞁䀨㨶
䍴㷳㬱䮧䈍
䈍㪑
㨶䮧
䕹㷳㬱
㬱䕹䩦
䀨䏍㷳
㨶䔄䕹䈍㷵
㷵㷵㬱㨶㷳䍴䩮䠆
䭹䩮䔄䕹䀨㷳
㨆㞁㨶䀨
䶝䀨䠆㷵䶝㬱㨶䕹
䬹㬱䕹㷳 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶 㑮䀨㨶䏨 䕹㷳 䩮㓷㷵䍴䩮䩦䩮䔄䭹 䝖䀨㷳㷵㨆 䀨㨶䏨 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䈍㨶䃴䀨䩦䕹䔄䕹䀨䍴 䏍䕹㷵㬱 㷵㬱䩮 䩮㨶䝖䕹䍴䮧㨶䩦䩮㨶㷵 䏍䀨㷳 䍴䈍㨶㨶䕹㨶䠆 䶝㬱䀨䮧㷵䕹䶝䀨䔄䔄䭹㨆 㬱䩮䀨䏨䕹㨶䠆 䏍㬱䩮䍴䩮䝖䩮䍴 㷳䩮䩮䩦䩮䏨 䄝䩮㷵㷵䩮䍴 䃴䮧䍴 㬱䕹䏨䕹㨶䠆㨆 䈍㨶㘙㨶䮧䏍䕹㨶䠆䔄䭹 䍴䩮䀨䶝㬱䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䏨䩮㪑㷵㬱㷳 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶 㑮䀨㨶䏨㨆 䶝䔄䮧㷳䩮 㷵䮧 㷵㬱䩮 䶝䩮㨶㷵䩮䍴 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶 䮧䃴 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶㓨
䓋䃴 䶝䮧䈍䍴㷳䩮㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䏨䕹䏨㨶’㷵 㘙㨶䮧䏍 㷵㬱䕹㷳㧋 䕹䃴 㬱䩮 䏨䕹䏨㨆 㬱䩮 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 䏨䩮䃴䕹㨶䕹㷵䩮䔄䭹 㨶䮧㷵 䩮㷳䶝䀨㪑䩮 㷵㬱䩮䍴䩮㨆 䏍㬱䩮䍴䩮 䍴䩮㪑䮧䍴㷵䩮䏨䔄䭹 㪑䩮䮧㪑䔄䩮 䩮㨶㷵䩮䍴 䀨㨶䏨 㨶䩮䝖䩮䍴 䍴䩮㷵䈍䍴㨶㨆 䀨㨶䏨 㬱䩮 䏨䕹䏨㨶’㷵 䏍䀨㨶㷵 㷵䮧 㷵䀨㘙䩮 㷳䈍䶝㬱 䀨 䍴䕹㷳㘙㓨
䳓䮧㖄䮧䩦
㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 㷳㷵䍴䈍䶝㘙 䃴䈍䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳䔄䭹㨆 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䠆䮧䔄䏨䩮㨶 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 䞺䮧䏍䩮䍴 䃴䮧䍴䩦䕹㨶䠆 䀨 䩦䀨㷳㷳䕹䝖䩮 㬱䀨㨶䏨㪑䍴䕹㨶㷵㨆 䃴䕹䩮䍴䶝䩮䔄䭹 㷳䔄䀨㪑㪑䕹㨶䠆 䕹㷵 䏨䮧䏍㨶 䮧㨶 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶㨆 䏨䕹䍴䩮䶝㷵䔄䭹 㪑䈍㷳㬱䕹㨶䠆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䕹㨶㷵䮧 㷵㬱䩮 䠆䍴䮧䈍㨶䏨㨆 㷳䩮䝖䩮䍴䩮䔄䭹 䕹㨶䛲䈍䍴䕹㨶䠆 㬱䕹䩦㨆 䄝䔄䮧䮧䏨 䠆䈍㷳㬱䕹㨶䠆 䃴䍴䮧䩦 㬱䕹㷳 䩦䮧䈍㷵㬱㓨
㝴䈍㷳㷵 㷵㬱䩮㨶㓨㓨㓨
㨶㳸
䃴䍴䮧
䩦䫾䶝䀨䩮
㷳㨶䀨㞁’
䔄䤿䏨䩮䍴
“㨶䄝䩮䠆䕹䳓
㨶䮧㨶㷳䶝㷳㷳䮧䕹䶝㷳䈍䩮㨆
㷳䀨䩮
㷵䀨䩮㘙
“䔄㵘䈍䭹䕹䶝㘙
䝖䩮䮧䕹䶝
㷵䩮䕹䩦
䕹㷵䍴䈍䀨䪦䔄
䮧䃴
㨶䩮䩮㷵䍴
䔄䭹㨶㷳䏨䈍䏨䩮
䍴䩮䩮䠆䈍䃴
㨶䀨䏨
㞴䩮
㬱㷵䩮
䩮㒍㪑䀨䶝
䈍䭳㷳㨶’䀨
㷵䩮㬱
“䈀䮧㨆 䩮㨶㷵䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䪦䕹䍴㷵䈍䀨䔄 㒍㪑䀨䶝䩮 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 䩮㓷㪑䮧㷳䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䈀䕹㨶䩮 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶㷳 䀡䭹㷳㷵䩮䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳 㛩䍴䮧䏍㨶㨆 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 䏨䩮䃴䕹㨶䕹㷵䩮䔄䭹 䍴䩮䶝䮧䠆㨶䕹㚕䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㓨”
㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䍴䩮䃴䈍㷳䩮䏨㨆 㷵㬱䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶 䩦䈍㷳㷵 㨶䮧㷵 䄝䩮 䩮㓷㪑䮧㷳䩮䏨㨆 䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴䏍䕹㷳䩮 䏍䕹㷵㬱 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶’㷳 㪑䩮䍴㷳䮧㨶䀨䔄䕹㷵䭹 㬱䩮 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 䀨䄝㷳䮧䔄䈍㷵䩮䔄䭹 㷳䩮䕹㚕䩮 䕹㷵㨆 䀨㷵 䏍㬱䕹䶝㬱 㪑䮧䕹㨶㷵 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 䄝䩮 䕹㨶 䍴䩮䀨䔄 䏨䀨㨶䠆䩮䍴㓨
䭹䮧䈍
㬱㷵䩮㨶
䕹㬱䩦
䕹㨶
䍴䈍㨆䠆䀨䏨
㷵㬱䩮
䍴㨆䭹䏍䮧䍴
䕹䪦䈍䍴䀨㷵䔄
䩦䔄䍴䕹䩮䶝䀨
䀨䏨㨶
䮧㨶
䀨㓨䩮㨶䮧䬳㪑”
䮧㨶䩮
䮧䃴䃴
㷵䀨䶝䶝㬱
㷵䍴䩮䩮㷳’㬱
㷳䩮䍴’㷵㬱䩮
㪑䍴䮧䍴䩦䤿䩮
䩮㬱㷵
䮧䩮㬱㪑
䩮䶝䝖䩮䮧䍴䍴
䩮㨶䭹㨆䍴䄝䀨
䮧㷵㳢'”㨶
㷵䮧
㪑䶝㨆䀨㒍䩮
㷵䍴䩮㷳
䤿䔄䏨䩮䍴 䭳䈍䀨㨶 䕹㷳 㷵㬱䩮 䇇䍴㷵䕹䃴䀨䶝㷵 㒍㪑䕹䍴䕹㷵 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㨆 㨶䀨㷵䈍䍴䀨䔄䔄䭹 㨶䮧㷵 䏍䀨㨶㷵䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶 㷵䮧 䃴䀨䔄䔄 䕹㨶㷵䮧 䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴㷳’ 㬱䀨㨶䏨㷳㨆 䄝䈍㷵 䩦䮧䍴䩮 䶝䮧㨶䶝䩮䍴㨶䩮䏨 䀨䄝䮧䈍㷵 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶’㷳 䔄䕹䃴䩮㨆 䏍䩮䕹䠆㬱䕹㨶䠆 㪑䍴䮧㷳 䀨㨶䏨 䶝䮧㨶㷳㨆 㬱䩮 䩦䈍㷳㷵 䃴䕹䍴㷳㷵 㷳䩮䶝䈍䍴䩮 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶㓨
“䇇䔄䍴䕹䠆㬱㷵䳓”
䩮㨆䕹䏨㨶㷳㷳㷵䕹
㨆䕹䏨䩦
㪑䕹㷵
㛩䍴䏍䮧㨶
䕹㬱㷳
㬱㷵䩮
䏨䮧䭹䄝㨆
㷵䀨
䮧䄝㷵䩦䳓䮧㷵
㷵䩮䩮䏨䩮䍴㨶
㨶㞁䀨
㷳䈍䠆䕹㨶䩦䀨㨶䈍㷳
㨶䏨䀨
䩮㞴
䈍䪦䕹㷵䀨䍴䔄
㬱㷵䩮
䮧䩮䏨䩦䝖
䔄䮧䍴䩮㨶䠆
䕹䩮䠆䔄䀨䝖㨶
䀨䶝㨆㒍㪑䩮
䀨
䮧㨶
䩮䮧䏨䔄㦸㨶
䬳㬱䀨㷵 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䍴䩮䠆䍴䩮㷵㷵䩮䏨 䩦䮧㷳㷵 䀨㷵 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䩦䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵 䏍䀨㷳 㨶䮧㷵 䮧䄝㷵䀨䕹㨶䕹㨶䠆 㷵䮧㪑䠎䠆䍴䀨䏨䩮 䇇䍴㷵䕹䃴䀨䶝㷵 㚶䩮䃴䕹㨶䕹㨶䠆 䀡䀨㷵䩮䍴䕹䀨䔄㷳 䀨㨶䏨 㒍㪑䕹䍴䕹㷵䈍䀨䔄 䇇䍴㷵䕹䃴䀨䶝㷵㷳㨆 䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴䏍䕹㷳䩮 䔄䩮㷵㷵䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䈀䕹㨶䩮 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶㷳 䀡䭹㷳㷵䩮䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳 㛩䍴䮧䏍㨶 䀨䄝㷳䮧䍴䄝 䀨㨶䏨 䄝䩮䶝䮧䩦䩮 䕹㨶䝖䕹㷳䕹䄝䔄䩮 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨 㪑䍴䮧䝖䕹䏨䩮 㬱䕹䩦 䩦䮧䍴䩮 㷳䩮䶝䈍䍴䕹㷵䭹㓨
㖄䮧䮧䩦䳓
㷳䕹㷳㨶䶝䀨㬱䏍䠆䮧
䳓㷳䠆䍴䩮㬱㨶㷵㷵
䩮㷵䕹䃴㨶䭹䍴䕹䠆䍴
䔄䮧䈍䏨
䀨
䀨
䔄㨶㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮䭹
䩦䩮㷵䍴㷳䩮
䩮㷵㬱
䩮䔄㨶䕹䠆䀨䝖
䩮䏨䩮㪑
䍴㨶䀨䕹㬱㪑㷵䏨㨶
㨶㑮䠆䕹
䀨㨆䩮㷳㪑䩮䏨䀨䍴䕹䏨㪑
䩦䍴䮧䃴
䍴㷵䃴䇇䩮
㨶㳢㷳䈍’䈍䭹
䠆䮧䔄䩮䏨㨶
䮧㨶
㬱䔄䕹䔄㨆
䠆㷳㨶䕹䩮䩦䩮
䮧㨆䏨㦸
䀨䄝㨶䠆㨆
㬱䩮䈍䠆
䔄㪑䀨㷳
䀨
䩮䔄䀨䍴
㬱䩮㷵
䕹䔄㘙䩮
䀨
䏨㨶䀨㬱䍴㷵䕹㨶㪑
䩮䍴䀨䔄䝖䩮㷳
㳢䈍㷳㷵 㷳䩮㷵㷵䔄䩮䏨㨆 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䔄䮧䮧㘙䩮䏨 䕹㨶㷵䮧 㷵㬱䩮 㪑䕹㷵㨆 䩮㓷㪑䩮䶝㷵䕹㨶䠆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶’㷳 䄝䮧䏨䭹 㷳䩦䀨㷳㬱䩮䏨 䕹㨶㷵䮧 㪑䕹䩮䶝䩮㷳㨆 䄝䈍㷵 㷳㬱䮧䶝㘙䕹㨶䠆䔄䭹 䃴䮧䈍㨶䏨 㨶䮧 㷵䍴䀨䶝䩮 䮧䃴 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶’㷳 䶝䮧䍴㪑㷳䩮㨆 㨶䮧䍴 䀨㨶䭹 䍴䩮䩦䀨䕹㨶㷳㨆 䀨㷳 䕹䃴 䝖䀨㨶䕹㷳㬱䩮䏨㨆 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䮧㨶䔄䭹 䀨 㷳䩮䩮䩦䕹㨶䠆䔄䭹 䄝䍴䮧㘙䩮㨶 㬱䀨㷵 䢙䈍䕹䩮㷵䔄䭹 䔄䭹䕹㨶䠆 䀨㷵 㷵㬱䩮 㪑䕹㷵 䄝䮧㷵㷵䮧䩦䳓
“㳸䩦㪑䮧㷳㷳䕹䄝䔄䩮㛡 䬳䀨㷳 㬱䩮 㪑䈍䔄䝖䩮䍴䕹㚕䩮䏨 㷵䮧 䏨䈍㷳㷵 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䮧㨶䩮 㷳㷵䍴䕹㘙䩮㛡 䬹㬱䀨㷵’㷳 䏨䩮䃴䕹㨶䕹㷵䩮䔄䭹 䕹䩦㪑䮧㷳㷳䕹䄝䔄䩮㨆 㬱䕹㷳 㪑㬱䭹㷳䕹䢙䈍䩮 㷳㬱䮧䈍䔄䏨 䩮㨶䏨䈍䍴䩮 㷵㬱䕹㷳 㬱䕹㷵䳓”
㑮䕹㨶䠆
䭹㨶㳢䈍䈍
䩮㚕䔄㪑䈍㚕䏨㓨
䀡䩮䀨㨶䏍㬱䕹䔄䩮㓨
㳸㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䇇㨶䶝䕹䩮㨶㷵 㳗䀨䔄䔄 䮧䃴 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㛩䕹㷵䭹 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㚶䀨䶝䩮㨆 㷵㬱䩮䍴䩮 䏍䀨㷳 䈍㪑㬱䩮䀨䝖䀨䔄䳓
㬱㷵䩮
䍴䩮䶝䀨㷳㷳㨶䮧㷵
㷵䩮䈍㷵䔄䍴䭹
㳢䝖䕹䕹㨶䩮
䮧䈍㬱䠆㷵㬱
䀨㨶
㷳㷵䏨䩮䍴㨶䕹䀨㷵䩦㷵
䀨㷵
䮧㷵㨶
䮧㷳䔄㨶䈍䕹䶝㷵䃴㷵䈍䀨
䈍䮧䏨䃴䩮㨆䄝㨶䩦䈍䏨䏨
㪑䞺䔄䈍䩮䍴
䩮䍴䩮䏍
䬹䩮㬱
䕹㨶䩮䝖䕹㳢
㷵䩮㬱
䩮㷳䶝䤿㨶㷳䩮
䮧䃴
䶝䀨䔄䩮䔄䭹䍴
䩮䩮㨆䶝㷳㨶
䩮䀨㪑䮧䬳㨶䳓
䩮㬱㷵
䀨㚶䶝䩮
䮧䃴
䀨䏍㷳
䩮㷵䩦㬱
䍴䏨䕹㨶䮧䩦䃴䩮
䩦䤿䩮䍴㪑䮧䍴
㪑㛩䮧㪑䩮䍴
䍴䮧䃴䩦
䕹㷵
㬱㷵䩮
䀡䍴䕹䮧䍴䍴
䏨㦸䮧䔄
䬹㬱䩮 䩦䕹䠆㬱㷵 䮧䃴 䀨㨶 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㨆 䩮䀨䍴㷵㬱䠎㷳㬱䀨㷵㷵䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆䳓
䇇䔄㷵㬱䮧䈍䠆㬱 㷵㬱䩮 㬱䀨㷵 䕹㷳 㷳䩮䝖䩮䍴䩮䔄䭹 䏨䀨䩦䀨䠆䩮䏨㨆 㷵㬱䩮 䃴䔄䈍䶝㷵䈍䀨㷵䕹䮧㨶㷳 䕹㷵 䩮䩦䕹㷵㷳 䶝䀨㨶㨶䮧㷵 䄝䩮 䏨䕹㷳䍴䩮㷳㪑䩮䶝㷵䩮䏨䳓
㷳䕹
㷵㬱䩮
㷵㬱䬹䀨
㷵㨶䕹䭹䏨䠆䕹
㷵㬱䩮
䮧䃴
䬳䳓䀨䮧䩮㨶㪑
䤿䩦㪑䮧䍴䍴䩮
“䬳㬱䀨㷵’㷳 䠆䮧䕹㨶䠆 䮧㨶㛡”
“㳸㷳㨶’㷵 㬱䩮 㷵㬱䩮 㬱䩮䕹䍴 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 䬹㬱䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴 䪦䩮㨶䩮䍴䀨䄝䔄䩮 䩦䀨㷳㷵䩮䍴㛡 㳗䮧䏍 䏨䮧䩮㷳 㬱䩮 㬱䀨䝖䩮 䀨㨶 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㛡”
‘䩮㷳㬱
䃴䮧
䕹㷳
㳢䕹
䕹㛡”㷵
䍴䩮㬱䕹
㬱㷵䩮
㳢䕹
䮧㛩䏨䔄䈍”
㨶䶝㷵䕹䩮䍴䀨
䕹㷵
䔄㨶㛡㛩䀨
㷵㷵㬱䀨
䔄䀨㛩㨶
䕹㬱䏍㬱䶝
䩮䄝
䈍㖄㷵
䀨
“䬹㬱䀨㷵’㷳 㬱䀨䍴䏨 㷵䮧 㷳䀨䭹䳓 䇇䄝䮧䝖䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䀨㨶䶝䕹䩮㨶㷵 䔄䕹䩮㷳 㷵㬱䩮 䬹䀨䕹䠆䈍㨆 䀨䄝䮧䝖䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䬹䀨䕹䠆䈍 䔄䕹䩮㷳 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶 䇇㨶䶝䕹䩮㨶㷵㨆 䀨䄝䮧䝖䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶 䇇㨶䶝䕹䩮㨶㷵 䔄䕹䩮㷳 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䩮㷳䮧䔄䀨㷵䩮 䇇䠆䩮㷳㓨 䬹㬱䩮䍴䩮 䀨㪑㪑䩮䀨䍴䩮䏨 㷳䩮䝖䩮䍴䀨䔄 㦸䍴䩮䀨㷵 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴㷳㨆 㷳䮧䩦䩮 䮧䃴 䏍㬱䮧䩦 䏨䕹䏨㨶’㷵 㬱䀨䝖䩮 䀨㨶䭹 㬱䩮䍴䕹㷵䀨䠆䩮㓨 䤿䝖䩮㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㷳’ 䏍㬱䩮䍴䩮䀨䄝䮧䈍㷵㷳 䀨䍴䩮 䈍㨶㘙㨶䮧䏍㨶㓨 㳸㷵’㷳 䔄䕹㘙䩮䔄䭹 㷵㬱䀨㷵 㷵㬱䩮㷳䩮 䀨䍴䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㷳 䏍䕹㷵㬱䮧䈍㷵 㬱䩮䍴䕹㷵䀨䠆䩮䳓”
䬹㬱䩮 䀨㨶䶝䩮㷳㷵䮧䍴 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㚶䀨䶝䩮 㷳㪑䮧㘙䩮 䮧䈍㷵 㬱䕹㷳 䛲䈍䏨䠆䩮䩦䩮㨶㷵㨆 䩮㨶䏨䕹㨶䠆 䩮䝖䩮䍴䭹䮧㨶䩮’㷳 䏨䮧䈍䄝㷵㷳㨆 䏍㬱䕹䶝㬱 䕹䩦䩦䩮䏨䕹䀨㷵䩮䔄䭹 䩦䀨䏨䩮 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㚶䀨䶝䩮’㷳 䩦䀨㨶䭹 䀨㨶䶝䩮㷳㷵䮧䍴㷳 䩮㨶䝖䕹䮧䈍㷳㓨
䩮㬱㷵
䮧䩮䩦㷳
䏍䃴䩮
䕹㨶
䩮㪑㪑㨶䈍㷳㷳䠆䍴䕹㷳
䩮䮧䤿䍴䍴䩦㪑
㬱㷵䩮
䍴䩮䀨
㪑䩮䍴䩦䤿䍴䮧
䔄䩮㓨㷵䀨㷵䄝
䬳䀨㪑䮧㨶䩮
㷵㬱䩮
䩮䝖䩮㨶
㷵㷳䀨䔄
䀨㨶
䩮㬱㷵䍴’䭹䩮
㷵䔄䈍䠆䮧㬱䇇㬱
䃴䮧䕹㷳䈍㷵䏨䮧㨶㨶䀨
䩮㨶䩮䍴䝖
䮧䃴
䏨㨶䀨
䩮䏍䍴䩮
㨶䮧㨶䏍㘙
䮧㷵
㛩㷳㨶䔄䀨
㬱䏨䀨
䀨
㨶䀨䈍㓷㨶䬹䕹䀨
㷵䮧㛩㨶㷵㨶䕹䩮㨶
䀨䬳䩮䮧㷳㪑㨶
䔄䀨䔄
䕹㳢
㷵䩮㬱
䠆䶝䔄㨶䀨䕹㘙
䮧㨶
䏨䩮䮧䍴䩮㷳䏨㷵䭹
䩮㷵䍴㦸䀨
䤿䩮䮧䩦䍴㪑䍴
㨆䮧䩮䍴䤿䩦䍴㪑
䩮㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶
㬱’䩮㷵䭹䝖䩮
㨶㷳䮧㷵䃴䈍䏨䕹䀨㨶䮧㓨
㬱㷵䩮
㪑䍴㷳㷳䩮㪑㷳䈍
䭹䀨䍴㷵䔄䈍䀨䔄㨶
䬹䩮㬱
㚶䀨䩮㨆䶝
䬳䩮䀨䮧㨶㪑㷳
䈀䮧䏍㨆 㷵㬱䩮䍴䩮 䀨䍴䩮 䝖䩮䍴䭹 䃴䩮䏍 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㷳 䔄䩮䃴㷵 㷵䮧 㷳㬱䮧䏍㓨 㳸䃴 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶 䮧䃴 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䏍䩮䍴䩮 䀨 䩦䀨㷳㷵䩮䍴䔄䩮㷳㷳 䕹㷵䩮䩦㨆 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨㨶’㷵 㷵㬱䩮䭹 䄝䩮 䀨䄝䔄䩮 㷵䮧 䶝䔄䀨䕹䩦 䕹㷵 䀨㷳 㷵㬱䩮䕹䍴 䮧䏍㨶㛡
㑮䕹㨶䠆 䭳䈍㚕䕹’㷳 䩮䭹䩮㷳 䠆䔄䩮䀨䩦䩮䏨 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䩮㓷䶝䕹㷵䩮䩦䩮㨶㷵 䀨㷳 㬱䩮 䈍䍴䠆䩮㨶㷵䔄䭹 㷳䀨䕹䏨㨆 “䇇㨶䶝䩮㷳㷵䮧䍴㨆 㷵㬱䀨㷵 㞴䩮 䕹㷳 䀨䔄䍴䩮䀨䏨䭹 䏨䩮䀨䏨㨆 㷳㬱䮧䈍䔄䏨㨶’㷵 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶 䄝䩮䔄䮧㨶䠆 㷵䮧 䮧䈍䍴 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㚶䀨䶝䩮㛡”
䍴㷵䀨䩮䶝
㷳䀨㬱
䕹㨶
㬱䍴㷵䩮䩮
䭹䄝
䏍䀨㷳
䔄㨶䭹䮧
䏍䕹㬱㷵
䠆㨶䕹㑮
䀨
㳸㨶
㷵䀨㬱㨆
㞴䩮
䍴䏨㨶㷵䈍䩮
䕹䍴䍴㨆䀡䍴䮧
䮧㨶
䩮㬱
䝖䩮䕹䏍㨆
䕹䝖㨶䕹㳢䩮
㨶㓨㞁䀨
䔄䃴㨶䠆䕹䭹
㨶䮧䕹㷵
䮧䃴
㬱㷵䩮
㷳䈍’䈍㳢䭹㨶
㪑䀨䩦䳓䔄
㷳䕹
㨶㨆䩮䏨䩮㳸䏨
䕹㷵㬱䩮䍴
䬳㬱䕹䔄䩮 㑮䕹㨶䠆 䭳䈍㚕䕹 䏍䀨㷳 䄝䮧㷵㬱 㷳䈍䍴㪑䍴䕹㷳䩮䏨 䀨㨶䏨 䍴䩮䠆䍴䩮㷵䃴䈍䔄㨆 䀨䃴㷵䩮䍴 䀨䔄䔄㨆 㷵㬱䩮 䬹㬱䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴䶝䔄䀨㪑 䬹䍴䩮䀨㷳䈍䍴䩮 㒍㘙䕹䔄䔄 㬱䩮 䔄䮧㨶䠆 䀨䏨䩦䕹䍴䩮䏨 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨 㨶䮧㷵 䄝䩮 䀨䶝䢙䈍䕹䍴䩮䏨㓨 䇇䔄㷵㬱䮧䈍䠆㬱 㷵㬱䩮 䬹㬱䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴䶝䔄䀨㪑 䬹䍴䩮䀨㷳䈍䍴䩮 㒍㘙䕹䔄䔄 䏍䀨㷳㨶’㷵 䀨 䶝䈍䔄㷵䕹䝖䀨㷵䕹䮧㨶 㷵䩮䶝㬱㨶䕹䢙䈍䩮 㪑䀨㷳㷳䩮䏨 䏨䮧䏍㨶 䄝䭹 䀨 㦸䍴䩮䀨㷵 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴㨆 䕹㨶 㷵䩮䍴䩦㷳 䮧䃴 䀨㷵㷵䀨䶝㘙 㪑䮧䏍䩮䍴㨆 䕹㷵 䏍䀨㷳 䶝䮧䩦㪑䀨䍴䀨䄝䔄䩮 㷵䮧 䶝䈍䔄㷵䕹䝖䀨㷵䕹䮧㨶 㷵䩮䶝㬱㨶䕹䢙䈍䩮㷳 䃴䍴䮧䩦 㦸䍴䩮䀨㷵 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴㷳㨆 䶝䔄䀨䕹䩦䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䄝䩮㷳㷵 䀨㷵㷵䀨䶝㘙 㪑䮧䏍䩮䍴 䏍䮧䈍䔄䏨㨶’㷵 䄝䩮 䀨㨶 䩮㓷䀨䠆䠆䩮䍴䀨㷵䕹䮧㨶䳓
䬹㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 䀡䕹䍴䍴䮧䍴 䩦䮧㨶䕹㷵䮧䍴䩮䏨 䩮䝖䩮䍴䭹 䶝䮧䍴㨶䩮䍴 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶 㑮䀨㨶䏨㓨 䈀䮧㷵 䮧㨶䔄䭹 䏍䩮䍴䩮 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䀨㨶䏨 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䏨䕹㷳㪑䔄䀨䭹䩮䏨 䮧㨶 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 䀡䕹䍴䍴䮧䍴㨆 䄝䈍㷵 䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴 㪑䩮䮧㪑䔄䩮 䀨䔄㷳䮧 䀨㪑㪑䩮䀨䍴䩮䏨 䮧㨶 䕹㷵㓨
䩮㒍䝖䩮䀨䔄䍴
䀨㨶䏨
㓨㨶䮧
䩮䶝㬱䀨
䀨䭳㨶䈍
䩮䮧㛩㷳䍴
䀨㨶䏨
䀨䩮䩦㷵㷳
㪑㷳䶝䮧㷳䍴䩮
䕹䔄㘙䔄
㨶㨆㷳䠆䮧䩦䩮㷵㬱䕹
㷳䮧
㷳䮧䩦䩮
㨶䶝䕹䀨䠆䈍䢙䕹䍴
㖄㨆㷳㷳䩮㷵䀨
䀨㷳䩮㖄㷵
㨶䈍䀨䭳
㷵䩮䭹㬱
䀡䩮䩮䕹䕹㨶䶝䏨
䩮㨶䕹䠆䀨䏨
䔄䏍㪑䈍䮧䩮䃴䍴
䬹䍴㷵䠆㨆䮧䩮㬱䩮
㪑䕹䕹䍴㷵䀨䈍䔄㒍
䩮䝖䩮㨶
㨶䀨䏨
㷳㖄䀨䩮㷵
䩮䬹䍴䍴䩮䈍䀨㷳
㷳䩮䩦䮧
䠆㨶㨶䕹䀨㷵䕹䄝䮧
䀡䩮䩮䕹䏨䶝㓨㨶䕹
䀨㨶䏨䀨䠆䩮䩦
䮧㷵
䬹㬱䩮 䍴䩮䀨㷳䮧㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䈀䕹㨶䩮 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶㷳 䀡䭹㷳㷵䩮䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳 㛩䍴䮧䏍㨶 䀨㪑㪑䩮䀨䍴䩮䏨 䀨㷳 䀨 䄝䍴䮧㘙䩮㨶 㬱䀨㷵 䕹㨶 䃴䍴䮧㨶㷵 䮧䃴 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䏍䀨㷳 䄝䩮䶝䀨䈍㷳䩮 䤿䔄䏨䩮䍴 䭳䈍䀨㨶 䈍㷳䩮䏨 䏨䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㷳㘙䕹䔄䔄㷳 㷵䮧 䮧䄝㷳䶝䈍䍴䩮 䕹㷵㷳 㷵䍴䈍䩮 䃴䮧䍴䩦㓨
䇇㷳 㷵㬱䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㞁䀨䩦䕹䔄䭹㨆 㷵㬱䩮 䈀䕹㨶䩮 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶㷳 䀡䭹㷳㷵䩮䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳 㛩䍴䮧䏍㨶 䏍䀨㷳 㷵䮧䮧 䃴䀨䩦䮧䈍㷳㨆 䀨䔄䩦䮧㷳㷵 㨶䮧 䮧㨶䩮 䕹㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㚶䩮䀨䔄䩦 䏨䮧䩮㷳㨶’㷵 㘙㨶䮧䏍 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䈍㨶䕹䢙䈍䩮 䤿䩦㪑䩮䍴䮧䍴 䬳䩮䀨㪑䮧㨶㨆 䀨㨶䏨 䏍䕹㷵㬱 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 䬳䮧䍴䔄䏨’㷳 䔄䮧㨶䠆 䕹㨶㬱䩮䍴䕹㷵䀨㨶䶝䩮㨆 㨶䀨㷵䈍䍴䀨䔄䔄䭹 䕹㷵 䕹㷳 㘙㨶䮧䏍㨶㓨
䮧㨶㪑㷳㓷䠆䩮䕹
㬱㷵䩮
䮧䬹
䈍䭳㨶䀨
䝖䏨䕹䮧䀨
䃴䮧
䶝䶝䮧㷵㨆䍴䩮䍴
䩮㨆䀨㨶䮧䬳㪑
䄝䭹
䩮䏨䔄䤿䍴
䤿䩮䍴䍴䮧䩦㪑
䝖䩮㨶䩮
䩮䩮䭹㷵䩦䏨䀨䩦䕹䔄䕹
䀨㪑䬳䩮㨶䮧
䝖䍴䕹㪑䠆㨶䮧
㷳䀨䏍
䩮㬱㷵
䩮㚶䶝䀨
㚕䩮䍴䠆䮧䶝㨶䕹䩮
䕹㷵㷳
䕹㷵
䮧䃴
䄝䩮
䶝䀨㨶㪑䩮㪑䩮䀨䍴䀨
䩦㪑䭹䔄䩮䩮䔄㷵䮧䶝
㬱㷵䩮
䩦䃴䮧㨆䍴
䩮䕹䝖䕹㨶㳢
㷵㬱䩮
䭹㓨䀨㞁䩦䕹䔄
㬱㷵䩮
䃴䮧
䩮䍴㷵䈍
㷳䀨
㷵䮧
㬱㷵䩮
䠆㬱㨶䏨䶝䩮䀨
䤿䍴䩮䮧䍴䩦㪑
䮧䔄㷵㷳
䩮䶝䮧㷵㷳䍴㨶䀨
䕹㷵㧋
䩮㬱
㨆䕹䏍䩮㬱㷵䍴㷳䮧䩮
䮧䏍䏨䈍䔄
䕹㨶䠆㑮
䩮䶝䩮䝖䏨䕹䩮䏨
䇇㷵 㷵㬱䕹㷳 䩦䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵㨆 䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴 䭹䮧䈍㨶䠆 㷳㷵䍴䮧㨶䠆 㪑䩮䮧㪑䔄䩮 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㚶䀨䶝䩮 䀨䔄㷳䮧 䠆䍴䀨䏨䈍䀨䔄䔄䭹 䍴䩮䀨䶝㬱䩮䏨 㷵㬱䩮 䏨䩮㪑㷵㬱㷳 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㞁䮧䍴䄝䕹䏨䏨䩮㨶 㑮䀨㨶䏨㨆 㨶䮧㷵䕹䶝䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䄝䀨㷵㷵䔄䩮 㬱䩮䍴䩮㨆 䕹䩦䩦䩮䏨䕹䀨㷵䩮䔄䭹 䍴䩮䀨䔄䕹㚕䕹㨶䠆 䕹㷵 䏍䀨㷳 㷵㬱䩮䕹䍴 䶝䔄䀨㨶 䩦䩮䩦䄝䩮䍴㷳 䩮㨶䠆䀨䠆䩮䏨 䕹㨶 䶝䮧䩦䄝䀨㷵㨆 䄝䈍㷵 䈍㨶㷳䈍䍴䩮 䏍㬱䩮㷵㬱䩮䍴 㷵㬱䩮 䮧㪑㪑䮧㨶䩮㨶㷵 䏍䀨㷳 䀨 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㖄䩮䀨㷳㷵 䮧䍴 㷵㬱䩮 䮧䈍㷵㷳䕹䏨䩮䍴 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶㓨
㚶䩮䠆䀨䍴䏨䔄䩮㷳㷳 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 㷳䕹㷵䈍䀨㷵䕹䮧㨶㨆 㷵㬱䩮䭹 䩦䈍㷳㷵 䶝䮧䩦䩮 䮧䝖䩮䍴 㷵䮧 㷳䩮䩮 䕹䃴 㷵㬱䩮䭹 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨 㬱䩮䔄㪑 䮧䈍㷵㨆 䀨㨶䏨 䛲䈍㷳㷵 䕹㨶 䶝䀨㷳䩮 䕹㷵’㷳 䀨 䄝䀨㷵㷵䔄䩮 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㖄䩮䀨㷳㷵㷳㨆 㷵㬱䩮䕹䍴 㨶䈍䩦䄝䩮䍴㷳 䀨㨶䏨 㷳㷵䍴䩮㨶䠆㷵㬱 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨 䢙䈍䕹䶝㘙䔄䭹 㘙䕹䔄䔄 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㖄䩮䀨㷳㷵㷳㓨
䩮䍴䍴䩮䬳㬱䩮䝖
䭹㷳䮧䕹㷳䔄䄝㪑
㪑㨆㪑䀨䍴㨶䕹䀨䠆䩮
㨶䩮䝖䩮
㬱䍴䩮㷵䩮
䩮㨶䕹䶝䩮䕹䀡䏨
䭹㷵㬱䩮
㖄䩮㷳㷵䀨㷳
䏍㬱䶝䕹㬱
㨆䀨䩮䍴
㷳䕹㷳䳓䩦
㨶㷵䮧’䏨
䄝䩮
䮧㷵
䏍㨶㷵䀨
䈍㷳㷵䩦
䮧䍴
䕹䶝䏨㨆䩮䩮䀡䕹㨶
㨶䀨䈍䍴䭹㷵䀨䔄䔄
䀨䍴㷳䬹䩮䍴䩮䈍
䝖㳢䩮䕹䕹㨶
䏨䩮䕹䩮㨶䕹䶝䀡
䕹䀨㪑㷵㒍䍴䕹䔄䈍
䍴䩮䃴䔄䮧䏍㪑䈍
㨶䈍䭳䀨
䬹㬱䩮 䪦䕹䍴㷵䈍䀨䔄 㒍㪑䀨䶝䩮 䕹㷳 䈍㨶䀨䃴䃴䩮䶝㷵䩮䏨 䄝䭹 䀨㨶䭹 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶 䀨㨶䏨 䤿䀨䍴㷵㬱 㑮䀨䏍㷳㓨 㳸㨶 㷵㬱䩮 䕹㨶㷳㷵䀨㨶㷵 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䩮㨶㷵䩮䍴䩮䏨 㷵㬱䩮 䪦䕹䍴㷵䈍䀨䔄 㒍㪑䀨䶝䩮㨆 㬱䕹㷳 䶝䈍䔄㷵䕹䝖䀨㷵䕹䮧㨶 䏍䀨㷳 䍴䩮㷳㷵䮧䍴䩮䏨㓨 䇇䃴㷵䩮䍴 䀨 㷳䔄䕹䠆㬱㷵 䀨䏨䛲䈍㷳㷵䩦䩮㨶㷵㨆 㬱䩮 䍴䩮㷵䈍䍴㨶䩮䏨 㷵䮧 㬱䕹㷳 㪑䩮䀨㘙㓨
䓋䃴 䶝䮧䈍䍴㷳䩮㨆 䏨䈍䍴䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䕹㷳 㪑䩮䍴䕹䮧䏨㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䀨䔄㷳䮧 㷵䮧䮧㘙 㷵䏍䮧 䠆䈍䔄㪑㷳 䮧䃴 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶 䀨㨶䏨 䤿䀨䍴㷵㬱 㒍䮧䈍䍴䶝䩮 㑮䕹䢙䈍䕹䏨 䮧䄝㷵䀨䕹㨶䩮䏨 䃴䍴䮧䩦 㷵㬱䩮 䬹㬱䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴 䪦䩮㨶䩮䍴䀨䄝䔄䩮 䩦䀨㷳㷵䩮䍴’㷳 㷵䮧䩦䄝㓨 䬹㬱䕹㷳 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶 䀨㨶䏨 䤿䀨䍴㷵㬱 㒍䮧䈍䍴䶝䩮 㑮䕹䢙䈍䕹䏨㨆 䏍㬱䕹䶝㬱 㬱䀨䏨 䠆䍴䮧䏍㨶 㳸䩦䩦䮧䍴㷵䀨䔄 䤿䔄䕹㓷䕹䍴㨆 䶝䮧㨶㷵䀨䕹㨶䩮䏨 䀨 㷵䍴䀨䶝䩮 䮧䃴 㳸䩦䩦䮧䍴㷵䀨䔄 䤿䔄䕹㓷䕹䍴’㷳 䀨䈍䍴䀨㧋 䛲䈍㷳㷵 䀨 䏨䍴䮧㪑 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨 䍴䀨䕹㷳䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䏨䩮䀨䏨 㷵䮧 䔄䕹䃴䩮㨆 䄝䩮䕹㨶䠆 䀨 㷵䍴䩮䀨㷳䈍䍴䩮 䃴䮧䍴 䶝䈍䔄㷵䕹䝖䀨㷵䮧䍴㷳㓨
䀨
䀨㨶㞁
䀨㬱䏨
䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵䩦
䀨㷵䍴䔄䈍䪦䕹
㞴䩮
䏨㬱䀨
䩮㨶㬱䠆䮧䈍
㷳䕹㨆䮧䈍䏨㷵䩮
䍴㷵䩮䏨䩮㷳
㪑䏨㷳䩮㷳䀨㓨
㨶䭹䮧䔄
䀨㧋㪑䩮㒍䶝
㨶䕹
㬱㷵䩮
㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶㨆 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䀨 䩦䕹㨶䏨 䃴䈍䔄䔄 䮧䃴 䏨䮧䈍䄝㷵㨆 䛲䈍䩦㪑䩮䏨 䕹㨶㷵䮧 㷵㬱䩮 㪑䕹㷵 㷵䮧 㪑䕹䶝㘙 䈍㪑 㷵㬱䩮 䄝䍴䮧㘙䩮㨶 㬱䀨㷵 㷵䮧 㷳䩮䩮 䏍㬱䀨㷵 㷵䍴䩮䀨㷳䈍䍴䩮 䕹㷵 䏍䀨㷳㨆 䏍㬱䩮㨶 䩮䝖䩮㨶 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䏍䀨㷳 㷵䈍䍴㨶䩮䏨 㷵䮧 䀨㷳㬱㨆 䭹䩮㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䄝䍴䮧㘙䩮㨶 㬱䀨㷵 䍴䩮䩦䀨䕹㨶䩮䏨㓨
㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 㬱䀨䏨 䄝䩮䩮㨶 䶝䔄䮧㷳䩮䔄䭹 䏍䀨㷵䶝㬱䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 䶝㬱䀨㨶䠆䩮㷳 䮧䈍㷵㷳䕹䏨䩮㨆 䃴䩮䩮䔄䕹㨶䠆 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䀨㪑㪑䍴䮧䀨䶝㬱 㷵㬱䩮 䈀䕹㨶䩮 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶㷳 䀡䭹㷳㷵䩮䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳 㛩䍴䮧䏍㨶㨆 㬱䩮 䶝䮧䔄䏨䔄䭹 㷳䩦䕹䔄䩮䏨㨆 䀨㨶䏨 䀨 䄝䮧䔄䏨 㪑䔄䀨㨶 䕹㨶㷳㷵䀨㨶㷵䔄䭹 䃴䮧䍴䩦䩮䏨 䕹㨶 㬱䕹㷳 䩦䕹㨶䏨㓨
䳓㬱䮧䬳㬱䮧㷳
䬹㬱䩮 㨶䩮㓷㷵 䩦䮧䩦䩮㨶㷵㨆 䛲䈍㷳㷵 䀨㷳 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䄝䩮㨶㷵 䮧䝖䩮䍴 㷵䮧 㪑䕹䶝㘙 䈍㪑 㷵㬱䩮 䈀䕹㨶䩮 㳗䩮䀨䝖䩮㨶㷳 䀡䭹㷳㷵䩮䍴䕹䮧䈍㷳 㛩䍴䮧䏍㨶㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 㷳㷵䩮㪑㪑䩮䏨 䮧䈍㷵㓨
䬳㬱䮧䮧㷳㬱䳓
䕹䄝䔄㨶㘙
㷵㬱䩮
䀨㞁㨶
䀨㨶
㳸㨶
䩮㞴
䮧䃴
䩮䭹䩮㨆
䩦䩮䏨䮧䝖䳓
㳗䩮 㪑䈍㨶䶝㬱䩮䏨 㷵䮧䏍䀨䍴䏨㷳 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶’㷳 䶝㬱䩮㷳㷵㨆 䈍㷳䕹㨶䠆 㷵㬱䩮 㳢䮧䩦䕹㨶䩮䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆 㞁䕹㷳㷵’㷳 㳢䮧䩦䕹㨶䩮䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆 㞁䕹㷳㷵䳓
㖄䮧䮧䩦䳓
㨆㘙䮧䩮㷵䍴䶝
䩮㷵㷳㨶
䔄䄝䏨䮧䮧
㨆㪑䈍㨶䶝㬱
㷵㬱䩮
䈍䮧㷵
䈍㳢㨶䭹䈍
㷵䕹㨆㪑
䄝䭹
㪑䩮䏨䩮
䮧䃴
䠆䄝䀨㨆㨶
㬱䬳䕹㷵
㑮㨶䕹䠆
䀨
㷳㨶䀨㞁’
䔄䍴䮧䏍㷳䃴䩮䳓
䏨䔄䈍䮧
䔄䭹䠆㨶䕹䃴
䝖䠆䩮㨶䀨䕹䔄
㘙䩮䕹䔄
䩮㞴
䀨䏍㷳
䀨㨶䶝㨶㨶䮧
䀨
䃴䮧
㷵䍴䔄䀨䕹
䓋䍴䕹䠆䕹㨶䀨䔄䔄䭹㨆 㞴䩮 㞁䀨㨶 䕹㨶㷵䩮㨶䏨䩮䏨 㷵䮧 䈍㷳䩮 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶䏨䕹 㞁䕹㷳㷵㨆 䄝䈍㷵 䈍㨶䃴䮧䍴㷵䈍㨶䀨㷵䩮䔄䭹㨆 㬱䩮 㬱䀨䏨 䮧㨶䔄䭹 䶝䮧䩦㪑䍴䩮㬱䩮㨶䏨䩮䏨 䮧㨶䩮 䩦䮧䝖䩮 䮧䃴 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶䏨䕹 㞁䕹㷳㷵㨆 䀨㨶䏨 䤿䔄䏨䩮䍴 䭳䈍䀨㨶 㬱䀨䏨 㷳䀨䕹䏨 㷵㬱䀨㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䩦䮧䝖䩮 㬱䩮 䈍㨶䏨䩮䍴㷳㷵䮧䮧䏨 䏍䀨㷳 㨶䮧㷵 䩮㓷䀨䶝㷵䔄䭹 㷵㬱䩮 㷵䍴䈍䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶䏨䕹 㞁䕹㷳㷵㨆 䀨㨶䏨 㷵㬱䩮䍴䩮 䏍䩮䍴䩮 䩮䍴䍴䮧䍴㷳 䕹㨶 㬱䕹㷳 䶝䮧䩦㪑䍴䩮㬱䩮㨶㷳䕹䮧㨶㓨
㒍䮧 㬱䩮 䀨䄝䀨㨶䏨䮧㨶䩮䏨 㷵㬱䩮 䭳䈍䀨㨶䏨䕹 㞁䕹㷳㷵 䀨㨶䏨 䈍㷳䩮䏨 㷵㬱䩮 䩮㓷㷵䍴䩮䩦䩮䔄䭹 䏨䮧䩦䕹㨶䩮䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆 㳢䮧䩦䕹㨶䩮䩮䍴䕹㨶䠆 㞁䕹㷳㷵㧋 㷳䈍䍴䩮 䩮㨶䮧䈍䠆㬱㨆 㬱䩮 䏨䩮䀨䔄㷵 䀨 㬱䩮䀨䝖䭹 䄝䔄䮧䏍 㷵䮧 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䏍䕹㷵㬱 䮧㨶䩮 㪑䈍㨶䶝㬱㓨
㨶䀨䏨
䮧䩦䩮㷳
䩮䩮䩦䭹㨶
䩮䩮㨶䝖
䩮㬱㷵䍴䩮
䩮㳗㨶䩮䀨䝖
䩮䍴㬱㷵㷳㷵䠆㨶
㷵䩮㬱
䩮䶝䃴㨆㷵䩮䃴
䏍㨶㨶㨆䩮䩮䠆䕹㘙䀨
䮧㨶㪑㠐
㨶䕹
䩮䄝
㳗䩮
䏍䀨㷳
㷵䕹
䏍㷵䮧’㨶䈍䔄䏨
㬱㷵䩮
‘䮧䔄䈍䏨䏍㷵㨶
䔄䕹䀨㷵䪦䍴䈍
䩮䄝
䀨䏨㬱
㬱䩮䝖䀨
㷵䮧䮧
䏍䕹㷵㬱
䕹䃴
㬱䈍㬱㷵㷵䠆䮧
㓷䠆䕹䕹䩮㷵㨶
䔄㷵䪦䕹䍴䈍䀨
䩮䮧䃴䍴䩮㧋䄝
䤿㷵㬱䍴䀨
䩮䏨㨶䏍䩮䀨㓨䩮㘙
䕹䍴㷵䩮㘙㷳㓨
䀨㒍䩮㪑䶝
䏍䩮䍴䩮㬱
䃴䮧
㬱㷳㷵䕹
㷵㬱䩮
㬱㷵䩮
㷳㨆䩮䍴䩮䝖䩮
䀨㷳㑮䏍
䏨㨶䀨㷵䩮䠆䃴䕹䩮
㨶䮧
㷵䕹㬱㷳
㨆㒍㪑䀨䩮䶝
㳸㨶䏨䩮䩮䏨㨆 㬱䩮 䄝䩮㷵 䍴䕹䠆㬱㷵㧋 䮧㨶䩮 㪑䈍㨶䶝㬱 㷳䩮㨶㷵 㷵㬱䩮 䈍㨶䏨䩮䃴䩮䀨㷵䩮䏨 㑮䕹㨶䠆 㳢䈍䭹䈍㨶 䃴䔄䭹䕹㨶䠆㨆 䩮䝖䩮㨶 䕹䃴 㨶䮧㷵 䏨䩮䀨䏨㨆 㬱䩮 䏨䩮䃴䕹㨶䕹㷵䩮䔄䭹 䶝䮧䈍䔄䏨㨶’㷵 䩦䀨㘙䩮 䀨 䩦䮧䝖䩮 䃴䮧䍴 䀨 䏍㬱䕹䔄䩮䳓
“㖄䍴䮧㷵㬱䩮䍴 㞴䈍㨶 䕹㷳 䍴䩮䀨䔄䔄䭹 㷳㷵䍴䮧㨶䠆㨆 㬱䩮 䶝䀨㨶 䃴䔄䭹 㷳䮧 㬱䕹䠆㬱 䩮䝖䩮㨶 䏍䕹㷵㬱 㬱䕹㷳 䏨䕹䝖䕹㨶䩮 㪑䮧䏍䩮䍴 䕹㨶䃴䕹㨶䕹㷵䩮䔄䭹 䏍䩮䀨㘙䩮㨶䩮䏨㓨㓨㓨”
㬱㷵䩮
㚶䩮䀨䶝
㨶䔄㷵䶝䏨’䮧䈍
䈍㳢㨶䈍䭹
㒍㨶䠆䩮䕹䩮
䮧䃴
㨶䍴䮧䩮㷳㪑
㪑䍴㷳㓨䀨䕹䕹䠆㨶
㑮㨶䠆䕹
䭹㷳㘙
㬱㷵䩮
䍴䀨䃴㨆䀨
䍴䃴䮧䩦
㪑䔄䩮㬱
䠆䭹㨶䈍䮧
䀨
䕹㳢䝖䩮㨶䕹
䕹㷵㨶䮧
䍴䀨䮧㷳
㷵㷳䠆㨶䍴䮧
“㠐㬱㓨㓨㓨”
㳸䩦䩦䩮䏨䕹䀨㷵䩮䔄䭹㨆 㬱䕹㷳 㪑䍴䀨䕹㷳䩮 䢙䈍䕹䶝㘙䔄䭹 㷵䈍䍴㨶䩮䏨 䕹㨶㷵䮧 㷳㬱䮧䶝㘙䳓
㷵䄝䈍
䳓䩦䮧䮧㨶䩮㷳䩮
㨆䮧䏨䄝䭹
䭹䄝
䈍㳢䭹䈍㨆㨶
㨶䃴䭹䔄䕹䠆
䮧㨶
㬱䏍㷵䕹
䶝䩮䀨䩮㷳㖄䈍
䄝䭹
䀨㷳䏍
䍴䭹䶝䀨䔄䔄䩮
䠆㨶䀨䔄䕹䃴䔄㨆
㑮㨶䠆䕹
㷵㨶䩮㷳
䕹㬱㷳
㨶䮧㷵
㷳䩦䃴䕹䩮㨆㬱䔄
䭹㨶䃴䔄䕹䠆
㷳䏍䀨
䔄䮧䕹䏨㷳䀨㨶㷵䄝䮧㷳
㓨㓨㓨
㓨㓨㓨
䕹䩮㷵䠆㬱
㪑㬱䩮䀨㛩㷵䍴
䈍㪑䳓䀨㷵䏨䩮
䫾㒍䞺
㓨
㓨㓨
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