Chapter 1052: Chapter 96: There Is No Path to Being Immortal in This World (58)
The ground trembled slightly, and then a crack about ten meters long and three meters wide appeared on the surface.
After this, from the location of the crack, a massive metal framework slowly rose—eventually, this metal framework was fully visible. Jiang Zuo estimated that the framework was about twenty meters in height.
But this framework wasn’t empty.
It resembled an entrance—a peculiar energy continuously emanated from the four corners of the framework, causing the space within it to warp.
“Enter?” Jiang Zuo instinctively asked.
Gaia nodded.
Having received Gaia’s reply, Jiang Zuo swallowed— the transaction had already begun, and the production line of Gaia’s machine body would soon appear before his eyes—but the countdown hadn’t started yet.
Jiang Zuo extended his hand into the framework, only to find that his palm didn’t penetrate directly but rather disappeared for a section of it—it was indeed a warped passageway.
While marveling at this technology, Jiang Zuo was even more curious about Gaia’s creation process. The observation time could reach a maximum of 4800 seconds, which is 80 minutes, or a little over an hour.
But this would consume all of his purchasing power—it seemed pletely uneconomical to use it all up.
Jiang Zuo had only purchased this ‘item,’ and after the observation time officially began, he had the right to stop at any time—Jiang Zuo wasn’t sure if his decision was right or wrong, but unquestionably he would be exposed to some confidential things about this place next.
The production line of the Gaia machine body, the treasury administrator… no matter how you look at it, this surely was the crucial portion of the place?
Jiang Zuo decisively walked into this framework!
Once his body fully passed through the framework, what appeared before Jiang Zuo was not the long corridor he had imagined, or a vast sci-fi-esque base of some sort!
In front of him was just a pure white space—because of its purity, he couldn’t see the boundaries and had no idea how big the space was.
Gaia followed Jiang Zuo and walked in next.
“Where is this?” A disappointed Jiang Zuo frowned.
[Transition Station]
Gaia gave the answer and stepped past Jiang Zuo, stopping in front of him and extending his hand—and then, beneath Gaia’s feet, the pure white area suddenly split open into a circular hole, and a white pillar slowly rose from the ground.
This seemed to be some sort of control device.
Then Gaia placed his palm directly above this pillar, and shortly after, a beam emitted from the column. The beam gently tore open the space in front, revealing a peculiar ‘door’ after tearing.
Jiang Zuo smiled wryly—it seemed that before observing the production line, his desire to thoroughly inspect this place was going to be unfulfilled—thinking he might encounter more things along the way? Impossible… The other party had clearly eliminated such loopholes early on.
The area beyond this Light Gate, presumably the workshop where the production line is located?
Gaia was the first to walk towards this Light Gate, and Jiang Zuo quietly mimicked Gaia, placing his hand on the white pillar… but it didn’t elicit any response.
Yet Gaia suddenly turned his head.
“This thing feels pretty good, ahahaha…” Jiang Zuo awkwardly chuckled, “Is that the workshop where the production line is?”
Gaia didn’t respond, merely watching Jiang Zuo in silence.
Left with no choice, Jiang Zuo, breaking into a sweat under Gaia’s purple gaze, walked stiffly towards the Light Gate—passing through it.
Gaia’s production workshop.
A massive pool!
The space ahead wasn’t purely white, yet it didn’t have the various plex instruments Jiang Zuo had imagined, ones he couldn’t even name.
Everything seemed so simplistic… like a minimalist’s carefully curated room devoid of any unnecessary items.
Below the circular space was only a pool filled with colorful strange liquid—it seemed that along the edge of the pool, many white pillars could be seen—like the one Jiang Zuo had impulsively touched before.
Instinctively, Jiang Zuo took a step forward, and suddenly, a light-shadow appeared underfoot—it was like a floating plate, gently guiding Jiang Zuo downwards, to the pool’s edge.
Although he couldn’t detect any technological elements from the first impression of this place… this entire place seemed like a crystal born from a level of technology that surpassed human understanding.
For instance, the dust-free level here.
From the moment he entered, Jiang Zuo felt his body being impeccably clean, as if it had been polished by running water for decades—but he didn’t even know when he had been de-dusted!
Moreover, Jiang Zuo wasn’t breathing any oxygen at this moment—the Taoist’s heightened senses allowed him to discover the oxygen present here was seeping into his body directly, bypassing the respiratory system, pleting the oxygen exchange within his body.
Breathing still existed, but the method of oxygen delivery had quietly changed.
At this moment, a palm-sized round light screen suddenly appeared beside him—on the light screen appeared Arabic numerals he could understand, starting to tick from 1, 1, 2, 3, 4…
His observation time, calculated from now on… there was no secret manipulation to speed up or slow down the time, it ticked away fairly one second at a time.
But… but everything in this workshop left Jiang Zuo feeling at a loss!
Time kept ticking away!
Jiang Zuo… get your brain moving, get moving… how should this be solved… is it just about observation… stay calm!
Observation… the content and definition of observation!
Got it! Got it!
At that moment, Jiang Zuo suddenly looked at Gaia, racing against time, no longer considering too much, “Since it’s an observation, there’s supposed to be an operating demonstration, right? I want to see this workshop in action! And! You have to explain each step to me!”
After saying this, Jiang Zuo intensely watched Gaia, fearing she would refuse him.
Time continued to tick, each second extremely precious.
[Understood]
Finally, Gaia spoke words that excited Jiang Zuo… Gaia actually agreed to his request!
After that, Gaia didn’t waste any time, directly walking to a pillar and placing her hand on it once more.
Surprisingly, numerous blue light screens reappeared above the enormous colorful pool.
However, the text that appeared on the light screens this time was pletely unfamiliar to Jiang Zuo—he only recognized a diagram of a body structure… probably Gaia’s body structure.
Sadly, the annotations on this structure diagram were still in a language or symbols that Jiang Zuo didn’t understand…
“Can’t the instructions be translated into a language I understand? Like the item list you helped me select from?” Jiang Zuo asked instinctively.
[Refusal, the current buyer’s purchasing power is insufficient to buy this service]
I’m sorry for being poor…
Jiang Zuo gritted his teeth, immediately focusing his eyes on these light screens… the Taoist’s memory was excellent. What Jiang Zuo thought was, even if he couldn’t understand it now, by keeping these things in memory, there might be a chance for interpretation in the future.
Any language, once its breakthrough point can be found, can still be translated little by little.
[Machine design diagram being written… routine parameters being written… activating Myriad Elements Pool production mode… activation successful… production time seven thousand nine hundred and forty-three seconds]
This time exceeded the observation period Jiang Zuo would be able to have—meaning he couldn’t witness the moment of the machine’s pletion—thus the subsequent projects like machine testing won’t be visible to him either.
But the content on those light screens had already been absorbed into Jiang Zuo’s memory—with no desire for understanding, only needing to store them as pure images, like a camera.
Not every Taoist can increase their intelligence, but they can certainly enhance their brain’s capabilities—one might say every Taoist with some achievements possesses the strongest brain.
While absorbing this information, Jiang Zuo kept his gaze fixed on the pool… Gaia seems to refer to this pool as the ‘Myriad Elements Pool’?
Under Jiang Zuo’s gaze, the colorful liquid inside the Myriad Elements Pool began to gently pulsate—in a short amount of time, the pulsating liquid started to gradually transform.
First, they coalesced, being slender, then shaped, eventually forming something resembling mechanical arms, and finally solidified—indeed, transforming from liquid into solid.
Altogether, four mechanical arms… but there was no base for them; they pletely extended from the Myriad Elements Pool, and were part of it. However, the slender mechanical arm’s appearance surprisingly didn’t astonish Jiang Zuo.
“Is this a… 3D printed arm?” Jiang Zuo asked in shock.
[Confirmed]
Perhaps because of the existing tour explanation concept, Gaia continued, [The creation method of the body external area is the three-dimensional printing mode.]
“It really is 3D printed…” Jiang Zuo froze for a moment.
At this moment, the printing needles of the four mechanical arms constantly emitted colorful silk threads, directly initiating the printing mode. Although there were only a few colorful silk threads initially, after some time, the main framework of the body could be seen, but…
“What are the materials?” Jiang Zuo asked with a frown, “Is it also the water from this pool… Wansu?”
[Confirmed] Gaia nodded in agreement, [Wansu possesses particle deposition and reorganization functions, capable of being any material, entirely termed as ‘Universal Element’].
Particle deposition and reorganization functions, capable of being any material… Upon hearing this explanation, Jiang Zuo instantly realized the preciousness of this substance and stammeringly asked, “Then… can both organic and inorganic matter be used?”
[Confirmed]
“What about the stability after reorganization?” Jiang Zuo asked urgently, “Is there a time limit or not? For instance, when Wansu is restructured into food, does it truly bee food?”
[Confirmed]
“Impossible!” Jiang Zuo exclaimed in amazement, “This pletely violates the law of conservation of energy! For example, entropy cannot reverse! How can it transform into ice and then turn into flame? Flame is essentially a state of bustion, utterly different from solid ice!”
[Possible]
Gaia’s words remained simple and straightforward.
But Jiang Zuo’s worldview had been pletely overturned by the functions of Wansu… If humanity gained this extraordinary material, how much could human science and technology advance?
Suddenly, Jiang Zuo was taken aback, exclaiming in shock, “Could it be that everything in this treasure trove, including all treasures… are posed of this Wansu?”
Only such an explanation could interpret why there are so many Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures among the jungle—things with different living habits and formation conditions, incredibly growing together against conventional norms.
Yet Gaia did not answer Jiang Zuo’s question… Despite this, Jiang Zuo was almost certain of his conjecture.
He stared blankly at the operation of several mechanical arms; now, using Wansu, the mechanical arms had printed several skeletal-like structures.
The slight sound emitted during the printing process was very pleasant, and the colorful Wansu silk thread was irresistibly enchanting… Jiang Zuo couldn’t help but subconsciously wonder if all the marvels of this place were due to the Wansu.
Could it be that some individual mastered this incredible material, leading technology to develop to a level vastly disconnected from contemporary humanity?
Wansu… was it naturally formed or artificially created?
Time continued to pass second by second; Jiang Zuo glanced at the light screen beside him calculating the time… More than 600 seconds had passed, while his time spent in a daze and shock took up almost half.
Jiang Zuo suddenly shivered and made a request: “These pillars are control panels, right? Can I touch them? Is there no operational experience during this tour?”
[Confirmed]
Gaia nodded and stepped aside, indicating Jiang Zuo could approach the pillar in front of her.
“Such generosity indeed.” Jiang Zuo couldn’t help muttering.
[Acquirer’s knowledge level does not pose any theft risk; experience operation is permitted]
It seemed like I was pletely underestimated… but I refuse to believe it!
Jiang Zuo took a deep breath, rolled up his sleeves, walked to the pillar’s front, and placed his palm above the pillar.
Suddenly, it felt as if countless things flooded into his mind—and these things directly appeared visually to him.
It was a plex interface seemingly posed of nearly a hundred light screens—apparently, the function of these interfaces could be controlled through thought.
However!
However…
Jiang Zuo smiled bitterly, looking dejected.
But… I’m sorry, I’m academically hopeless!
Can’t understand a thing!
“It’s not… not really that hard to understand, haha.” Jiang Zuo smiled, glancing at the expressionless Gaia, then focused on the hundred screens again.
Anyway, it was you who mentioned operational experience… then I shall!
No matter! Just randomly click everything!
But subsequently, no matter what Jiang Zuo clicked, the blue interface showed no reaction, and didn’t open any secondary options… there weren’t even prompts for confirmations/denials.
Facing the unresponsive myriad screens, Jiang Zuo seemed to see countless blood-red crosses in front of him—insufficient permissions, apparently.
The only operations successfully conducted were a few—once Jiang Zuo clicked, four more mechanical printing arms emerged from the Pool of Ten Thousand Elements and began printing a second body.
Jiang Zuo couldn’t help but smile bitterly… this Gaia really didn’t leave a single loophole for him.
Jiang Zuo shook his head slightly, feeling disappointed, wondering whether to end the visit now, so he could retain some purchasing power and not expend it entirely here.
After all, those pieces of information had already been absorbed into his brain… Though he lacked the ability to decipher them, perhaps with the world’s most outstanding linguists, a clue could be found?
Thinking so, Jiang Zuo suddenly had the urge to give up.
At that moment, his Will inadvertently interacted with a blue light screen—seemingly opening it!
Right then, a new screen popped up before Jiang Zuo—a screen displaying an entirely new set of visuals.
Or perhaps, it was a piece of footage.
He saw an ancient-dressed man.
Wearing white attire, holding the Three-foot Green Peak sword, this man’s face showed traces of bitterness, fierceness lurking between his brows… Even though watching through a film, the man’s gaze gave Jiang Zuo a feeling of heart-pounding anxiety—as if the man were piercing through time and space, locking eyes with him!
“Generations of Seniors have sought Penglai, only to find it’s such a desolate place… how laughable.”
“If this isn’t the Heavenly Immortal Path, then what is the use of keeping it!”
“Since there’s no path to immortality in this world, I shall… carve one by my own hand!”
The man approached with his sword, his body shrouded in tens of thousands of sword rays ascending to the sky. Behind the man, Jiang Zuo saw countless destroyed Gaia units…
At that moment, the footage suddenly trembled; the Three-foot Green Peak flashingly passed in front of Jiang Zuo’s eyes!
Jiang Zuo instinctively trembled… Was this footage, perhaps, a memory record of some Gaia?
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㳃㩍㩢㨎
䞈㴴㨎䏂㨎 㩍䏂㨎 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟㬴 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㛓䛅䁎㨎䏂䆦䌠㢵 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 䁎䛅䏂㢵䴳䴿
䎑㧯㨎 䨶㚦 䛅㧯㨎㷱 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎㬴 䆦㨎㢵㢵 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䫠㚦䪌䪌䪌 㕟㴴㨎 㳃䏂䛅䌠㧯䴳 䁎㩍㬴 㢵㜘㕟㕟㨎䏂㨎䴳 䁎㜘㕟㴴 㕟㴴㨎 ‘䜕䛅䏂㛓㬴㨎㬴’ 䛅䆦 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’䪌
䴳㜘䴳
㧯㜘㗼㩍㳃
㬴䞈㷱㕟㜘㩍䛅
䛅䴳䨶㢵䛅
㴴㨎㛓㢵
㬴䛅㢵䁎䴳㳃㨎㯁䴳䛅䏂㧯
䨶䌠㕟
㨎㢵䆦㨎
㴴㬴㜘
䜕䌠㨎㩍㬴
㕟㴴㜘㬴
䁎㩍㧯㜘㴴㳃䜕㕟
㕟㨎㴴
㻴䌠䛅
䨶㕟㷱㩍㕟㢵㨎
㧯䁎䫠䛅
䁎㴴㕟㨎㜘㨎㯁㷱䏂䛅䨶䴳
㴴㨎㕟
㕟㧯䛅
䌠䛅㻴
㧯㜘㩍㗼㳃
䨶䛅㢵㜘䪌
㢵䜕㧯䛅䌠’䴳㕟
䨶䌠㕟
䛅䆦
䏢㢵䁎㩍㚦㬴㷱 㕟㴴䛅䌠㬴㩍㧯䴳㬴 䛅䆦 㕟䏂䛅䛅㛓㬴㷱 㩍㧯䴳 䩀 㩍㢵䛅㧯㨎 㩍䳒 㨎㧯䛅䌠㳃㴴䴿
㖤㴴㩍㕟 䫠㜘㧯䴳 䛅䆦 䨶䛅㢵䴳㧯㨎㬴㬴 㜘㬴 㕟㴴㜘㬴㷱 㩍㧯䴳 䁎㴴㩍㕟 㩍㧯 㨎㐉㕟䏂㩍䛅䏂䴳㜘㧯㩍䏂㚦 䜕䌠㢵㕟㜘䇌㩍㕟㜘䛅㧯䪌䪌䪌 䗊㜘㬴 䳒㨎㧯㕟䛅䏂 㴴㩍䴳 䳒㨎㧯㕟㜘䛅㧯㨎䴳 㕟㴴㩍㕟 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㛓㩍㬴㕟㷱 䰾㴴㜘㧯㩍 䁎㩍㬴 㕟㴴㨎 䳒䛅㬴㕟 䨶䏂㜘㢵㢵㜘㩍㧯㕟 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴䳒㯁䜕䌠㢵㕟㜘䇌㩍㕟㨎䴳 䆦㜘㨎㢵䴳㷱 䁎㴴㨎䏂㨎 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟㬴 䜕䛅䌠㢵䴳 㬴䁎㩍㢵㢵䛅䁎 䜕㢵䛅䌠䴳㬴 㩍㧯䴳 䆦䛅㳃㷱 㳃䏂㩍㬴㛓 㕟㴴㨎 㬴㕟㩍䏂㬴㷱 㨎㐉㛓㢵䛅䏂㨎 㕟㴴㨎 㴴㨎㩍䇌㨎㧯㬴 㩍䨶䛅䇌㨎 㩍㧯䴳 㕟㴴㨎 䩋㨎㢵㢵䛅䁎 䄇㛓䏂㜘㧯㳃㬴 䨶㨎㢵䛅䁎㑠 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䁎㴴㜘㕟㨎㯁䏂䛅䨶㨎䴳㷱 㢵䛅㧯㳃㯁㬴䁎䛅䏂䴳㨎䴳 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟 䨶㨎㢵䛅㧯㳃㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㕟㴴㩍㕟 㨎䏂㩍䪌䪌䪌
㠕㧯䛅’㕟
㬴㢵䴿䴿㨎䛅
䛅䩋䌠
䴿䴿㢵䛅㨎㬴
㧯䜕㕟㩍㧯䛅
䞈㴴㨎 㜘䳒㩍㳃㨎 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㨎 䁎㴴㜘㕟㨎㯁䏂䛅䨶㨎䴳 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟 㜘㧯 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅’㬴 䳒㜘㧯䴳 㬴㨎㨎䳒㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㕟䏂㩍㧯㬴䆦䛅䏂䳒 㜘㧯㕟䛅 㩍 䜕䛅㢵䛅㬴㬴㩍㢵 㬴㕟㩍㕟䌠㨎—㩍㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟㷱 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 䴳㜘䴳 㧯䛅㕟 䁎㩍㧯㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㬴㕟㩍㕟䌠㨎 㕟䛅 䆦㩍㢵㢵䴿
䗊㨎 䴳㜘䴳 㧯䛅㕟 䁎㩍㧯㕟 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䁎䛅䏂䴳 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㴴㩍㧯䴳㬴 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䁎㴴㜘㕟㨎㯁䏂䛅䨶㨎䴳 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟 㕟䛅 䨶䏂㨎㩍䫠㷱 㧯䛅䏂 㴴㜘㬴 䋃㩍㧯㩍 㕟䛅 䨶㨎 㨎㐉㴴㩍䌠㬴㕟㨎䴳䪌䪌䪌 㴴㨎 䴳㜘䴳 㧯䛅㕟 䁎㩍㧯㕟 㴴㜘䳒 㕟䛅 䨶㨎 䴳㨎䆦㨎㩍㕟㨎䴳 㴴㨎䏂㨎䴿
㨎㜘㩍㧯㕟㳃䁎㷱㬴
㴴㜘㬴
㴴㖤㩍㕟
䜕㴴㨎㩍㧯䴿䴳㳃
㩍㕟㴴㕟
㬴㩍䁎
㳃㜘䳒㩍㨎
㕟㷱㧯㴴㨎
㩍㨎䴳㢵㩍䏂㚦
䴳㜘䴳
䜕㬴㕟㢵㴴䛅㨎
㻴䌠䛅
䛅㧯㕟
㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃
㬴䛅䴳䴳㧯㩍㩍㨎—䫠
㩍䁎㬴
㩍㧯䴳
㴴㜘㬴
㬴㚦㨎㨎
䏂㩍㛓䨶㚦䌠㢵㕟
㜘㬴㴴
㚦㧯㧯䌠㢵䛅㧯㳃㜘䫠䁎
㨎㕟㴴
䫠䛅䁎㧯
㢵㩍㛓䳒
㕟䌿䌠㬴
㨎䨶㨎䛅䆦䏂
䞈㴴㨎 㨎㩍䏂㕟㴴 㬴䌠䴳䴳㨎㧯㢵㚦 䜕䏂㩍䜕䫠㨎䴳 䛅㛓㨎㧯㷱 㩍㧯䴳 㩍 㴴䌠㳃㨎 䳒㨎㕟㩍㢵 䆦䏂㩍䳒㨎 㨎䳒㨎䏂㳃㨎䴳—㕟㴴㜘㬴 䁎㩍㬴 㕟㴴㨎 䴳䛅䛅䏂 㴴㨎 㨎㧯䜕䛅䌠㧯㕟㨎䏂㨎䴳 䁎㴴㨎㧯 㨎㧯㕟㨎䏂㜘㧯㳃 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㛓㢵㩍䜕㨎䴿
䎑㧯㨎 䨶㚦 䛅㧯㨎㷱 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎㬴 䏂䌠㬴㴴㨎䴳 䛅䌠㕟 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㨎 䴳䛅䛅䏂㷱 㴴㨎㩍䴳㜘㧯㳃 䆦䛅䏂 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䫠㜘㨎㬴䪌䪌䪌 㨎㩍䜕㴴 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’ 䁎㜘㕟㴴 䜕䛅㢵䴳 㨎㐉㛓䏂㨎㬴㬴㜘䛅㧯㬴䴿
㨎䇌㨎㧯
䛅㧯㴴㩍㕟㬴䌠䉁㬴䴳
䴳㬴㨎䉁䏂䴳㧯䌠㴴
䎑䏂
㧯㩢㠕㨎䛅㬴㷱
㖤㴴㨎㧯 㕟㴴㨎㬴㨎 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’ 䆦㜘㢵㢵㨎䴳 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䫠㜘㨎㬴㷱 㧯䛅 䳒㩍㕟㕟㨎䏂 㴴䛅䁎 䳒䌠䜕㴴 㴴㨎 䴳㜘䴳㧯’㕟 䁎㩍㧯㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䁎㴴㜘㕟㨎㯁䏂䛅䨶㨎䴳 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟 㕟䛅 㢵䛅㬴㨎㷱 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴㕟㜘㢵㢵 䆦㨎㢵㕟 㩍㧯 䛅䇌㨎䏂䁎㴴㨎㢵䳒㜘㧯㳃 䴳㨎㬴㛓㩍㜘䏂䴿
䔥㩍䜕㴴 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’ 㢵㜘㧯㨎䴳 䌠㛓 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䫠㚦 㩍㕟 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟㷱 䆦䛅䏂䳒㜘㧯㳃 㕟㴴䏂㨎㨎 㳃㜘㩍㧯㕟㷱 㢵㩍㚦㨎䏂㨎䴳 䜕㜘䏂䜕㢵㨎㬴㷱 㕟㴴㨎㜘䏂 㩍䜕㕟㜘䛅㧯㬴 䌠㧯㜘䆦䛅䏂䳒㢵㚦 㬴㚦㧯䜕㴴䏂䛅㧯㜘㩢㨎䴳䴿
㴴㕟㨎
㨎䨶㩍䳒
㩍
㨎㴴㕟
㩍
㩍
㜘㳃㷱㕟㢵㴴
䛅䆦䳒䏂
䆦䛅
䳒㨎䨶㩍
䆦䛅
䳒㬴㩍㬴㨎䇌㜘
䪌㬴㚦䫠䪌䪌
㚦㷱㢵㧯㢵㜘䘧㩍
䴳㧯䛅䁎
㬴䴳䜕䏂㨎㩍㴴
㩍㛓㛓䴳㨎㩍㨎䏂
䏂㨎㕟㴴䴿㩍
䜕㩍䛅㢵㢵㬴䛅㬴
㨎㕟㴴
㢵㴴㷱㕟㜘㳃
䇌䛅䏂㨎㐉㕟
㕟㐉䇌䛅䏂㨎
㧯㜘
㢵䴳䌠䴳㧯㚦㬴㨎
䛅㧯䛅㕟
㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㴴㨎㩍䏂䴳 㩍 䜕䏂㩍㩢㨎䴳 㢵㩍䌠㳃㴴㕟㨎䏂䪌
䎑㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㨎㩍䏂㕟㴴㷱 㩍 㳃㜘㩍㧯㕟 㳃䏂㨎㨎㧯 㢵䛅㕟䌠㬴 㬴䌠䴳䴳㨎㧯㢵㚦 䨶㢵䛅䛅䳒㨎䴳㷱 㩍㧯䴳 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㨎 䜕㨎㧯㕟㨎䏂 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㩍㕟 㳃䏂㨎㨎㧯 㢵䛅㕟䌠㬴㷱 㩍 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎 䁎㜘㨎㢵䴳㨎䴳 㩍 㬴䁎䛅䏂䴳 㕟䛅䁎㩍䏂䴳㬴 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䫠㚦䪌䪌䪌 䜕䌠㕟㕟㜘㧯㳃 㕟䛅䁎㩍䏂䴳㬴 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䳒㩍㬴㬴㜘䇌㨎 䨶㨎㩍䳒 䛅䆦 㢵㜘㳃㴴㕟䴿
㧯㳃㗼㩍㜘
㨎䏂㨎䁎
㜘㨎䜕㛓㐉㳃䏂㧯㨎㨎㜘㧯
㧯䴳㩍䳒㨎㩍㳃
㻴䌠㷱䛅
㜘㷱㕟
㢵䁎㴴㜘㨎㷱
㩍㬴
㢵㜘㧯㩍㛓㚦䆦䌠㢵
㕟㴴㨎
㜘㕟㧯㨎䏂㨎
㧯㩍䴳
䌠㻴䛅
㜘䆦
㢵㳃䛅㧯
㜘㧯㢵㢵㩍㚦䆦
㜘㴴㬴
䨶㕟䏂㜘㢵㢵㜘㧯㩍
䛅㬴䴳㨎㢵䜕
㨎㢵㜘㨎䆦㳃㧯
㬴㕟㨎㩍㚦—䏂㨎䆦㨎
㢵㛓㢵㨎㧯䏂㬴㩍㚦䛅
㨎㚦㬴䪌㨎
㨎㧯㳃㨎䌠㢵䆦䴳
㜘㳃㢵㕟㴴
䞈㴴㨎
㩍
㳃㩍㧯㜘㗼
䛅㕟
䛅㛓㨎㧯
㜘㬴㴴
㧯䜕㨎㷱㬴㨎
㴴㨎
䔥䇌㨎䏂㚦㕟㴴㜘㧯㳃 㴴㩍䴳 䇌㩍㧯㜘㬴㴴㨎䴳䪌䪌䪌 㕟㴴㨎 㨎㩍䏂㕟㴴 䁎㩍㬴 㩍㬴 㬴䳒䛅䛅㕟㴴 㩍㬴 㩍 䳒㜘䏂䏂䛅䏂㷱 㩍㧯䴳 㩍 䇌㩍㬴㕟 䜕䏂㩍㕟㨎䏂 䁎㩍㬴 㕟㴴㨎 䛅㧯㢵㚦 㕟㴴㜘㧯㳃 㢵㨎䆦㕟 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䨶㩍㕟㕟㢵㨎䪌
㼤䛅䁎㷱 䜕䛅䌠㧯㕟㢵㨎㬴㬴 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’ 䆦㨎㢵㢵 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䫠㚦㷱 䜕䛅䳒㛓㢵㨎㕟㨎㢵㚦 㢵䛅㬴㜘㧯㳃 㕟㴴㨎㜘䏂 㩍䨶㜘㢵㜘㕟㚦 㕟䛅 䳒䛅䇌㨎䪌䪌䪌 㚦㨎㕟 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 䜕䛅䌠㢵䴳 㧯䛅 㢵䛅㧯㳃㨎䏂 㬴㨎㨎 㕟㴴㨎 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䁎㴴㜘㕟㨎㯁䏂䛅䨶㨎䴳 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟䪌
㨎㜘䴳㛓䜕䫠
㨎䛅㧯
㢵㕟㨎㩍䳒
䆦䛅
㕟㴴㧯䛅䏂䁎
㴴㨎䜕㩍
㧯㜘䛅㕟
䛅㕟
䏢䏂䆦䁎㕟㩍䏂㬴䴳㨎㷱
㨎㬴䳒䴳㨎㨎
㧯㨎䫠㕟㩍
㧯㜘䛅㕟
䛅㜘䏂㕟㢵㢵䛅䌠㨎䳒䜕䴳
㢬㢵䛅䛅
㛓䌠
㨎䨶
㴴㳃㨎䌠
㜘’䪣㩍㩍’
䞈㨎㧯
䌠䴳㩍㬴䞈㴴䛅㧯
䴳㩍㧯
㕟㕟㴴㩍
㚦㴴㕟㨎
䔥㢵㬴㕟㨎䴿㧯䳒㨎
䏂䆦䪌㩍㨎䳒䪌䪌
䛅㢵䪌䪌䛅㛓䪌
䨶㚦
㷱䛅㧯㨎
㨎㴴㕟
㧯㢵㷱㜘㚦䆦㩍㢵
㩍
㩍䁎㬴
㖤㴴㨎㧯 㩍㢵㢵 㕟㴴㨎 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’ 䛅䌠㕟㬴㜘䴳㨎 䁎㨎䏂㨎 㕟㴴䏂䛅䁎㧯 㜘㧯㕟䛅 㕟㴴㨎 㢬䛅䛅㢵 䛅䆦 䞈㨎㧯 䞈㴴䛅䌠㬴㩍㧯䴳 䔥㢵㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟㬴㷱 㕟㴴㨎 㜘䳒㩍㳃㨎 㳃䏂㩍䴳䌠㩍㢵㢵㚦 䴳㩍䏂䫠㨎㧯㨎䴳䪌䪌䪌 㩍㬴 㜘䆦 㬴㢵䛅䁎㢵㚦 䜕㢵䛅㬴㜘㧯㳃 㜘㕟㬴 㨎㚦㨎㬴䪌
㔮㨎䆦䛅䏂㨎 㩍㢵㢵 㕟㴴㨎 㜘䳒㩍㳃㨎㬴 䴳㜘㬴㩍㛓㛓㨎㩍䏂㨎䴳㷱 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㴴㨎㩍䏂䴳 㩍 䆦䏂㩍㳃䳒㨎㧯㕟㨎䴳 㬴䛅䌠㧯䴳䪌䪌䪌 㕟㴴㨎 䇌䛅㜘䜕㨎 䛅䆦 䪣㩍㜘㩍䪌
㛓㨎㧯㨎䜕䬬䏂㕟
㨎㬴㨎㧯䇌
㠕㨎㳃䜕㨎㜘䦱㧯㕟㕟
㜘㧯㐉㨎㨎㬴㕟
㛓䛅㕟㧯㜘
䪌㨎㢵㢵㨎䇌䪌䪌
㩍䏂䁎㨎
䛅䴳㚦’㬴䨶
䦱䁝㨎䇌㨎㢵 䘧㜘䇌㨎 䩀㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎 㢬䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 㬴㨎䇌㨎䏂㨎㢵㚦 䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳㷱 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䴳䛅䁎㧯㳃䏂㩍䴳㨎䪌䪌䪌 䁝㨎䇌㨎㢵 䘧䛅䌠䏂 䩀㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎 㢬䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 㬴㨎䇌㨎䏂㨎㢵㚦 䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳㷱 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䴳䛅䁎㧯㳃䏂㩍䴳㨎䪌䪌䪌 䏂㨎䬮䌠㨎㬴㕟㜘㧯㳃 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䏂㨎㬴㕟䛅䏂㩍㕟㜘䛅㧯 䆦䏂䛅䳒 䳒㩍㜘㧯䆦䏂㩍䳒㨎䪌䪌䪌 㩍㳃㩍㜘㧯 䏂㨎䬮䌠㨎㬴㕟㜘㧯㳃 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䏂㨎㬴㕟䛅䏂㩍㕟㜘䛅㧯 䆦䏂䛅䳒 䳒㩍㜘㧯䆦䏂㩍䳒㨎䪌䪌䪌 㧯䛅 䏂㨎㬴㛓䛅㧯㬴㨎䪌䪌䪌 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䴳䛅䁎㧯㳃䏂㩍䴳㨎䪌䪌䪌 䁝㨎䇌㨎㢵 䞈㴴䏂㨎㨎 䩀㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎 㢬䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 㬴㨎䇌㨎䏂㨎㢵㚦 䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳㷱 䏂㨎䬮䌠㨎㬴㕟㜘㧯㳃 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䏂㨎㬴㕟䛅䏂㩍㕟㜘䛅㧯 䆦䏂䛅䳒 䳒㩍㜘㧯䆦䏂㩍䳒㨎䬬
䦱䁝㨎䇌㨎㢵 䞈䁎䛅 䩀㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎 㢬䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 㬴㨎䇌㨎䏂㨎㢵㚦 䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳䪌䪌䪌 㧯䛅 䏂㨎㬴㛓䛅㧯㬴㨎䪌䪌䪌 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 䴳䛅䁎㧯㳃䏂㩍䴳㨎䪌䪌䪌 㔮㩍㬴㜘䜕 䩀㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎 㢬䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 㢵㜘㳃㴴㕟㢵㚦 㕟䛅 䳒䛅䴳㨎䏂㩍㕟㨎㢵㚦 䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳䪌䪌䪌 䛅㛓㨎䏂㩍㕟㜘䛅㧯㩍㢵䬬
䛅䨶㚦䴳
㳃䦱㧯㜘䩀㧯㜘㩍㜘㕟㕟
䏂㨎㛓㩍䏂㜘
䛅䬬䏂䏂㳃㛓㩍䳒
䦱㢬䏂䛅㕟䛅㕟㚦㛓㨎 䎑䳒㧯㜘㛓䛅㕟㨎㧯㕟 䞈䏂㨎㩍㬴䌠䏂㚦 䋃㩍㧯㩍㳃㨎䏂 䪣㩍㜘㩍 㨎㧯㕟㨎䏂㜘㧯㳃 㬴㢵㨎㨎㛓 䳒䛅䴳㨎 䜕䛅䌠㧯㕟䴳䛅䁎㧯䪌䪌䪌 㦯䪌䪌䪌 䘱䪌䪌䪌 䄒䬬
㠕㩍䏂䫠㧯㨎㬴㬴䪌
㴴㕟㨎䳒
䛅䌠㴴䨶㳃䏂㕟
“䪌䪌䌠䩋䛅䪌
“䫠䉁䨶䜕㩍
㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅’㬴 㴴㩍㧯䴳 㩍䨶䏂䌠㛓㕟㢵㚦 㢵㨎䆦㕟 㕟㴴㨎 䜕㚦㢵㜘㧯䴳㨎䏂㷱 㩍㧯䴳 㴴㜘㬴 䜕䛅㧯㬴䜕㜘䛅䌠㬴㧯㨎㬴㬴 䁎㩍㬴 㕟㴴䌠㬴 㨎䌿㨎䜕㕟㨎䴳 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䜕䛅䳒㛓㢵㨎㐉 㜘㧯㕟㨎䏂䆦㩍䜕㨎 㬴㛓㩍䜕㨎—㴴㜘㬴 㳃㩍㩢㨎 䆦㨎㢵㢵 䌠㛓䛅㧯 㕟㴴㨎 䪣㩍㜘㩍 㬴㕟㩍㧯䴳㜘㧯㳃 䨶㨎㬴㜘䴳㨎 㴴㜘䳒 㩍㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟䪌
“䞈㴴㩍㕟 䨶㩍㕟㕟㢵㨎䪌䪌䪌 㚦䛅䌠’䏂㨎 㕟㴴㨎 䛅㧯㢵㚦 䛅㧯㨎 㢵㨎䆦㕟䉁” 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴䁎㩍㢵㢵䛅䁎㨎䴳 㴴㩍䏂䴳 㩍㧯䴳 㩍㬴䫠㨎䴳䪌
㩍㧯䴳
㩍䪣㬴㩍㜘’
㬴䛅㢵㚦㢵䪌䁎
㨎䌠㛓㢵㛓䏂
㨎㨎䆦㢵䫠䜕䏂㜘䴳
䆦㧯㢵㩍㜘㢵㚦
㢵㛓㛓㜘䌠㬴
㧯䴳䛅㨎䴳䴳
䛅䆦䏂
㧯䛅䳒㕟䳒㨎
“䞈㴴㩍㕟 㛓㨎䏂㬴䛅㧯䪌䪌䪌 㜘㬴 㴴㨎 䴳㨎㩍䴳䉁” 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㩍㬴䫠㨎䴳 㩍㳃㩍㜘㧯㷱 㴴㜘㬴 䇌䛅㜘䜕㨎 㧯䛅䁎 䁎㜘㕟㴴 㩍 㴴㜘㧯㕟 䛅䆦 㕟䏂㨎䳒䛅䏂䪌
䦱䞈㴴㨎 㕟㩍䏂㳃㨎㕟’㬴 㢵㜘䆦㨎 㬴㜘㳃㧯㬴 㩍䏂㨎 㧯䛅㕟 䁎㜘㕟㴴㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㬴㨎㩍䏂䜕㴴 䏂㩍㧯㳃㨎㷱 㛓䏂㨎㬴䌠䳒㨎䴳 䴳㨎㩍䴳 䛅䏂 䴳㨎㛓㩍䏂㕟㨎䴳䬬
㛓䏂䌠”㨎䉁䌠㬴
‘䴳㕟䴳㧯㜘
“䩋䪌䛅䪌䪌䌠
䦱㔮㨎㚦䛅㧯䴳 䛅㛓㨎䏂㩍㕟㜘䛅㧯㩍㢵 䏂㩍㧯㳃㨎㷱 䌠㧯㩍䨶㢵㨎 㕟䛅 㛓䌠䏂㬴䌠㨎䬬
䁝㜘䆦㨎 䛅䏂 䴳㨎㩍㕟㴴 䌠㧯䫠㧯䛅䁎㧯䪌䪌䪌 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴㕟㨎㩍䴳㜘㨎䴳 㴴㜘䳒㬴㨎㢵䆦㷱 㴴䛅㛓㜘㧯㳃 㜘㧯 㴴㜘㬴 㴴㨎㩍䏂㕟 㕟㴴㩍㕟 㕟㴴㨎 䁎㴴㜘㕟㨎㯁䏂䛅䨶㨎䴳 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟 㴴㩍䴳 䏂㨎㕟䏂㨎㩍㕟㨎䴳 㬴㩍䆦㨎㢵㚦—㩍䆦㕟㨎䏂 㩍㢵㢵㷱 㴴㜘㬴 㨎㧯㨎䳒㜘㨎㬴 䁎㨎䏂㨎 㕟䛅䛅 㧯䌠䳒㨎䏂䛅䌠㬴䪌
㢵䛅㢬䛅
㕟㕟㴴㩍
䋃㩍䴳㜘䏂㚦
䴳㬴䳒㯁㬴㨎䴳䛅㩍䌠䜕㛓䏂
䛅䨶㴴㨎㜘㯁㨎䏂㕟䁎䴳
䔥㕟㨎䳒㢵㨎㬴㧯
䴳㜘䴳
㕟㜘㬴
㕟䛅㧯
㕟㔮䌠
䛅䌠㻴
䌠㢵䁎䛅䴳
㳃㧯㨎㕟㕟㴴㬴䏂
䪣㩍㜘㩍
㨎䛅㢵㬴䴿
㧯㛓䏂㜘㕟㨎䴳
㧯䪌䛅㛓㩍㨎㬴䁎
䁎㩍㬴
㨎㴴㕟
㚦䨶
㨎䫠㜘㢵
㜘㕟㢵㜘㳃㗼㧯㬴䳒㜘—㩍
㴴䌠䳒㧯㩍
䞈㜘㕟㩍㬴䛅
㬴㴴㩍
㴴㨎䞈
㢵㜘㬴䳒㜘㬴㕟㢵㨎
䨶㨎㨎䇌㢵㨎㜘
䞈㴴㨎 䴳㜘㳃㧯㜘㕟㚦 䛅䆦 㴴䌠䳒㩍㧯㜘㕟㚦䪌䪌䪌 㧯䛅㷱 㕟㴴㨎 䴳㜘㳃㧯㜘㕟㚦 䛅䆦 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟㬴䴿
䗊䛅䁎㨎䇌㨎䏂㷱 㜘㕟 㬴㨎㨎䳒㬴 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㛓䛅䛅㢵 䜕䛅䌠㢵䴳 㧯䛅㕟 䛅㧯㢵㚦 㩍㢵㢵䛅䁎 㕟㴴㨎 䋃㚦䏂㜘㩍䴳 䔥㢵㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟㬴 㕟䛅 䏂㨎䛅䏂㳃㩍㧯㜘㩢㨎 䨶䌠㕟 㩍㢵㬴䛅 䴳㨎䜕䛅䳒㛓䛅㬴㨎 㕟㴴㨎 䏂㨎䛅䏂㳃㩍㧯㜘㩢㨎䴳 䋃㚦䏂㜘㩍䴳 䔥㢵㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟㬴 䨶㩍䜕䫠 㜘㧯㕟䛅 㕟㴴㨎㜘䏂 䛅䏂㜘㳃㜘㧯㩍㢵 䆦䛅䏂䳒㬴㷱 䛅㕟㴴㨎䏂䁎㜘㬴㨎㷱 䁎㜘㕟㴴 㬴䛅 䳒㩍㧯㚦 ‘䪣㩍㜘㩍’ 㕟㴴䏂䛅䁎㧯 㜘㧯㷱 㕟㴴㨎 㛓䛅䛅㢵 䁎䛅䌠㢵䴳 㴴㩍䇌㨎 䛅䇌㨎䏂䆦㢵䛅䁎㨎䴳䪌
㢵䏂㚦䌠䞈
㧯㩍
㕟㨎㩍㢵㩍㜘䏂䪌䳒
㩍㧯䳒㩍㚦㢵㳃㩢㜘
䁎䌠䴳䏂㧯䛅䛅㬴
“㖤㴴㚦 䴳㜘䴳 㴴㨎䪌䪌䪌 䆦㜘㳃㴴㕟 䁎㜘㕟㴴 㚦䛅䌠 㳃䌠㚦㬴䉁” 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴㕟㜘㢵㢵 㩍㬴䫠㨎䴳 㕟㴴㨎 䬮䌠㨎㬴㕟㜘䛅㧯 㴴㨎 䁎㩍㧯㕟㨎䴳 㕟䛅 䫠㧯䛅䁎䪌
䦱䋃㨎䳒䛅䏂㚦 䴳㩍㕟㩍䨶㩍㬴㨎 䳒㜘㬴㬴㜘㧯㳃㷱 䌠㧯㩍䨶㢵㨎 㕟䛅 㩍㧯㬴䁎㨎䏂䬬
㳃㩍㜘䳒㨎
䛅㧯㚦㢵
㩍䆦㜘㧯㢵
㼤䛅
䏂㕟㷱㩍㛓
㩍㧯䫠㕟㨎
䴳䁎䛅㨎㧯䏂
㢵䴳䳒㨎㜘䴳
䆦䛅
㜘㧯㨎䏂㕟㷱㨎㢵㚦
䌠㨎㜘㕟䬮
㻴䌠䛅
䛅㕟
㢵㩍㩢㳃䏂㜘㨎㜘㧯
㩍㬴㬴㨎㧯㬴㨎䳒㕟㬴
㬴䳒㨎㨎
㩍㕟㕟㴴
㧯㗼㳃㜘㩍
㬴㩍䁎
䏂㛓㕟㨎䛅䏂䪌
㨎㕟㴴
㕟㩍䌠䏂䪌㛓䪌䪌䨶
㴴㕟㨎
䛅䆦
䛅㕟㬴䏂
㬴㨎㨎㨎䴳䳒
䳒㜘㳃㩍㧯䫠
㴴㕟㨎
㨎㴴㕟
㬴㜘㕟㴴
䜕㨎䛅㕟㧯㧯㕟
‘䪣㜘㩍㬴㩍
㨎㧯㧯㧯㜘㜘䨶㳃㳃
䜕㩍㩍䨶䫠㷱
㬴㳃㬴㧯䳒㜘㜘
㜘㴴䁎㕟
㳃㜘㩍䳒㨎
㨎䨶
㬴䛅䳒㨎
㴴㩍䴳
㜘㕟
㔮䌠㕟 㕟㴴㨎 䪣㩍㜘㩍 䨶㨎䆦䛅䏂㨎 㴴㜘䳒 㩍㛓㛓㨎㩍䏂㨎䴳 䌠㧯䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳㑠 㜘㕟 㬴㴴䛅䌠㢵䴳 㴴㩍䇌㨎 䨶㨎㨎㧯 䆦䌠㢵㢵㚦 䏂㨎㬴㕟䛅䏂㨎䴳 㕟㴴䛅䌠㳃㴴䪌䪌䪌
“䩋䛅䌠䪌䪌䪌 㚦䛅䌠’䏂㨎 㬴㕟㜘㢵㢵 䌿䌠㬴㕟 㩍 㔮㩍㬴㜘䜕 䩀㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎 㢬䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒䉁” 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㩍㬴䫠㨎䴳 㬴䛅䳒㨎䁎㴴㩍㕟 㧯㨎䏂䇌䛅䌠㬴㢵㚦䪌
䦱㜘䰾䆦䴳䬬䛅㧯䏂䳒㨎
“䞈㴴㩍㕟’㬴 䳒䛅䏂㨎 㢵㜘䫠㨎 㜘㕟䴿䴿” 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴䌠䴳䴳㨎㧯㢵㚦 䜕㢵㩍㛓㛓㨎䴳 㴴㜘㬴 㴴㩍㧯䴳㬴䴿
䞈㴴㨎 䋃㚦䏂㜘㩍䴳 䔥㢵㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟㬴 㢬䛅䛅㢵㷱 䪣㩍㜘㩍㷱 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㕟㨎䏂䏂㜘䆦㚦㜘㧯㳃 㕟㨎䜕㴴㧯䛅㢵䛅㳃㚦 㕟㴴㩍㕟 㕟䏂㩍㧯㬴䜕㨎㧯䴳㨎䴳 㜘㧯㧯䌠䳒㨎䏂㩍䨶㢵㨎 㴴䌠䳒㩍㧯 㢵㩍㚦㨎䏂㬴—㴴䛅䁎 䜕䛅䌠㢵䴳 㜘㕟 㩍㢵㢵 䨶㨎 䜕䛅㧯㕟䏂䛅㢵㢵㨎䴳 䨶㚦 㩍 㬴㜘䳒㛓㢵㨎 㩍䏂㕟㜘䆦㜘䜕㜘㩍㢵 㜘㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎䴿
㴴㜘䳒
㷱㨎㜘㜘㨎㨎㧯㳃㧯㢵㕟䜕㢵
㩍䴳㧯
䛅䆦
䏂䆦㕟㧯䛅
䆦䛅
㨎㴴㕟
㜘㬴
㬴㜘
㩍㧯
㢵㩍㢵
䏂㨎㚦䳒䌠㬴䛅㕟㬴㜘
䌠㴴㬴䜕
㩍㩍䪣㜘
䴳㩍䫠䁎㩍䏂䁎
䛅㕟
䆦䛅
㩍䜕㜘䨶㬴
㜘㴴䏂㳃㴴㨎
䌿㕟䌠㬴
㜘䏂䏂㨎㛓㩍㨎䏂㩍㢵䨶
䛅䁎䌠㢵䴳
㴴㕟㜘㳃—䆦㧯㜘
䴳䌠㨎
㨎㬴㧯㢵䴿㨎㨎䳒㕟
㕟㕟㴴㩍
㴴㕟㨎
㕟㨎㴴
䌿㕟㜘䌠䜕㨎㬴
㨎䨶
䛅䴳
㕟㜘㩍㕟䇌䜕㨎䴳㩍
㨎䇌㢵㨎㢵
㜘㴴㬴䞈
㨎㬴䇌㢵㢵㨎
㧯㜘
䴳㩍㩍㳃䳒㨎㷱
䛅㕟
㴴㕟㬴㨎㨎
㳃㕟㨎㜘㨎㧯㜘㨎㧯㢵䜕㢵
䛅㕟㧯䜕㩍㧯
䛅䳒㬴㕟
㔮䌠㕟 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅’㬴 㨎㐉䜕㜘㕟㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟 䬮䌠㜘䜕䫠㢵㚦 㕟䌠䏂㧯㨎䴳 㕟䛅 䆦㨎㩍䏂䪌䪌䪌 㜘䆦 㩍 䪣㩍㜘㩍 㛓䛅㬴㬴㨎㬴㬴㨎䴳 㬴䌠䜕㴴 㛓䛅䁎㨎䏂㷱 㜘㕟’㬴 䆦㜘㧯㨎 㜘䆦 㜘㕟’㬴 㬴㜘䳒㛓㢵㚦 㩍 䏂㜘㳃㜘䴳 㩍䏂㕟㜘䆦㜘䜕㜘㩍㢵 㜘㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎㷱 䨶䌠㕟 㜘䆦 㜘㕟 䁎㩍㬴 㩍㧯 㩍䴳䇌㩍㧯䜕㨎䴳 㜘㧯㕟㨎㢵㢵㜘㳃㨎㧯䜕㨎䪌䪌䪌 䛅䏂 㨎䇌㨎㧯 䜕㩍㛓㩍䨶㢵㨎 䛅䆦 㜘㧯䴳㨎㛓㨎㧯䴳㨎㧯㕟 㕟㴴㜘㧯䫠㜘㧯㳃 㩍㧯䴳 㨎䇌䛅㢵䌠㕟㜘䛅㧯䪌䪌䪌
㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 䜕䛅䌠㢵䴳㧯’㕟 㜘䳒㩍㳃㜘㧯㨎 㕟㴴㨎 㕟㴴㜘㧯㳃㬴 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䁎䛅䌠㢵䴳 㴴㩍㛓㛓㨎㧯 㩍䆦㕟㨎䏂䁎㩍䏂䴳㷱 㴴㨎 䴳㜘䴳㧯’㕟 㨎䇌㨎㧯 䴳㩍䏂㨎 㕟䛅 㜘䳒㩍㳃㜘㧯㨎 㕟㴴㨎䳒—㕟㴴㨎 㕟㜘䳒㨎 䏂㨎䜕䛅䏂䴳㜘㧯㳃 㬴䜕䏂㨎㨎㧯 䨶㨎㬴㜘䴳㨎 㴴㜘䳒 䁎㩍㬴 㧯䛅䁎 㩍䴳䌿䌠㬴㕟㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㧯㨎㩍䏂㢵㚦 㕟㴴䏂㨎㨎 㕟㴴䛅䌠㬴㩍㧯䴳䪌
㜘䴿㕟
㩍㧯䳒㠕
䄇䛅 䳒䌠䜕㴴 㕟㜘䳒㨎 䁎㩍㬴 䁎㩍㬴㕟㨎䴳䴿
䄇䌠䴳䴳㨎㧯㢵㚦㷱 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 䁎㩍㬴 㬴㴴䛅䜕䫠㨎䴳䪌䪌䪌 㕟㴴㨎㬴㨎 㣂㢀㙓㙓 㬴㨎䜕䛅㧯䴳㬴 䛅䆦 䇌㜘㬴㜘㕟㜘㧯㳃 㕟㜘䳒㨎 䁎㨎䏂㨎 㩍㢵㢵 䛅䆦 㴴㜘㬴 㛓䌠䏂䜕㴴㩍㬴㜘㧯㳃 㛓䛅䁎㨎䏂㷱 㜘㧯䜕㢵䌠䴳㜘㧯㳃 㕟㴴㨎 䳒㩍㐉㜘䳒䌠䳒 䇌㩍㢵䌠㨎 䛅䆦 䘱㙓 㛓䛅㜘㧯㕟㬴 䛅䆦 㢵㜘䆦㨎䪌 䗊㨎 䆦㨎㩍䏂㨎䴳 䆦䛅䏂 㴴㜘㬴 㢵㜘䆦㨎 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㧯䛅䁎 䛅㧯䴿
㕟䪌䪌䛅䄇㛓䪌”
䛅㛓㕟㬴
㬴㨎㢵㬴
㩍䏂㨎䜕
㴴㜘㬴
䌠㢵䛅䴳䜕’㕟㧯
㨎㴴㢵䌠䴳㜘䏂䏂㚦
㴴㨎㕟
䏢㕟
䴳㧯㩍
㜘㬴㜘䇌㕟㳃㜘㧯
“䳒㜘㨎㕟䴿䴿
䏂㷱㨎䛅㛓㬴㛓䌠
㕟㷱䛅䳒䳒㨎㧯
㩍㜘㗼㳃㧯
㩍䨶䌠䛅㕟
㜘䴳㷱㬴㩍
㬴㕟㜘㴴
㜘㜘㜘㢵㧯㕟㩍
䛅䌠㻴
㦯㙓㙓㙓䴿
䗊䛅䁎㨎䇌㨎䏂㷱 䁎㴴㨎㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㧯䌠䳒䨶㨎䏂 䌿䌠䳒㛓㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㦯㙓㙓㙓㷱 㜘㕟 㬴㕟䛅㛓㛓㨎䴳 䳒䛅䇌㜘㧯㳃䪌䪌䪌 㴴㨎 䳒㩍㧯㩍㳃㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㬴㩍䇌㨎 㴴㜘㬴 㢵㜘㕟㕟㢵㨎 㢵㜘䆦㨎㷱 㩍㧯䴳 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴䌠䨶䜕䛅㧯㬴䜕㜘䛅䌠㬴㢵㚦 㬴㜘㳃㴴㨎䴳 㜘㧯 䏂㨎㢵㜘㨎䆦䪌
䏂㛓䴳㕟㜘㧯㨎
䛅䛅㷱㢬㢵
䏂㩍㨎㢵䜕㕟㧯㢵䌠㚦㕟
䛅㕟㢵䜕㨎㴴㧯㚦㳃䛅
㨎䨶㳃㜘㧯
䛅㕟
㜘㩍㩍㳃㧯
䜕㧯㨎㴴䜕㩍
䁎䛅㕟
䴳㜘䏂㚦䋃㩍
㴴㕟㨎
㕟㴴㨎
㩍㴴䇌㨎
㨎㴴㕟
㳃㧯㨎䆦㜘䏂㩍
㨎䗊
㩍
㕟㴴㬴㜘
㕟㩍
㜘䫠㧯䴳
㩍㩍䪣㜘
䛅䆦
㨎㬴㨎
䛅㢵䛅䫠㨎䴳
㨎㴴
㕟䌠䪌䆦㨎䌠䏂
㜘㧯
㜘㧯
㬴㨎㨎㕟㢵㧯䳒䔥
㧯䛅’䁎㢵䴳㕟䌠
“䄇䛅 䁎㴴㩍㕟 㬴㴴䛅䌠㢵䴳 䩀 䴳䛅 㧯䛅䁎 㕟䛅 㢵㨎㩍䇌㨎䪌䪌䪌”
㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㬴䌠䨶䜕䛅㧯㬴䜕㜘䛅䌠㬴㢵㚦 㢵䛅䛅䫠㨎䴳 㩍㕟 䪣㩍㜘㩍㷱 㜘㧯㕟㨎㧯䴳㜘㧯㳃 㕟䛅 㩍㬴䫠 㜘䆦 㴴㨎 䜕䛅䌠㢵䴳 㢵㨎㩍䇌㨎 㢵㜘䫠㨎 㕟㴴㜘㬴㷱 䨶䌠㕟 㴴㜘㬴 䇌䛅㜘䜕㨎 㩍䨶䏂䌠㛓㕟㢵㚦 㬴㕟䛅㛓㛓㨎䴳—䪣㩍㜘㩍 㴴㩍䴳 㬴㕟䛅㛓㛓㨎䴳䴿
㧯㜘
㜘䞈㬴㴴
㩍㛓䜕䪌㢵䪌䪌㨎
㩍䜕㩍䌠㢵㚦㢵㕟
䛅㕟䛅䴳㬴
㕟䳒㢵㧯㬴䛅㨎䛅㬴㜘
㧯㨎㢵䏂㩍㚦
㧯㨎㳃㜘䜕䛅䏂㢵䛅㨎㛓䫠䆦㕟㯁
㬴䁎㩍
㳃㬴㢵㴴㢵㜘㕟㚦
㧯㢵䛅䏂㳃㜘䁎㨎
䴿㛓㨎㬴㩍䴳䌠
㬴㕟䌠㷱䬮㜘㐉㨎㜘㨎
㩍㷱䪣㩍㜘
䛅㧯䁎
㴴㨎䏂
㷱䴳㩍㨎㴴
“㖤㴴㩍㕟 㨎㐉㩍䜕㕟㢵㚦䪌䪌䪌”
㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅 㜘㧯㬴㕟㜘㧯䜕㕟㜘䇌㨎㢵㚦 䁎㩍㢵䫠㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㕟㴴㨎 䆦䏂䛅㧯㕟 䛅䆦 䪣㩍㜘㩍 㩍㧯䴳 䁎㩍䇌㨎䴳 㴴㜘㬴 㴴㩍㧯䴳 㜘㧯 䆦䏂䛅㧯㕟 䛅䆦 㴴㨎䏂 㨎㚦㨎㬴䪌䪌䪌 䪣㩍㜘㩍 㕟㴴㨎㧯 㬴㢵䛅䁎㢵㚦 䏂㩍㜘㬴㨎䴳 㴴㨎䏂 㴴㨎㩍䴳䪌
䁎㬴㜘㴴
㕟䛅
㴴㕟㨎
㠕㬴㨎䛅
䬮䏂㧯㜘䩀㚦䌠㒽䦱
㨎䨶䌠㬴䜕㬴䏂㜘䨶䏂
㨎㬴㢵㨎䜕㕟
㛓䴳㕟䌠䜕㬴䏂䬬䛅
“㢬䏂䛅䴳䌠䜕㕟㬴㷱 䁎㩍㬴㧯’㕟 䩀 䌿䌠㬴㕟䪌䪌䪌” 㗼㜘㩍㧯㳃 㻴䌠䛅’㬴 䇌䛅㜘䜕㨎 㬴䌠䴳䴳㨎㧯㢵㚦 㴴㩍㢵㕟㨎䴳㷱 㕟㴴㨎䏂㨎 㬴㨎㨎䳒㨎䴳 㕟䛅 䨶㨎 㬴䛅䳒㨎 㛓䏂䛅䨶㢵㨎䳒 䁎㜘㕟㴴 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䪣㩍㜘㩍䴿
䦱䩀㧯䬮䌠㜘䏂㚦㒽 㠕䛅㨎㬴 㕟㴴㨎 㬴䌠䨶㬴䜕䏂㜘䨶㨎䏂 䁎㜘㬴㴴 㕟䛅 㬴㨎㢵㨎䜕㕟 㛓䏂䛅䴳䌠䜕㕟㬴䬬
㜘”㕟䉁
㩍㴴’㕟㨎䇌㧯
㻴䌠䛅
䩀
㧯㩍䜕
㜘㧯㳃㗼㩍
㧯㕟㜘㩍㢵㕟㚦㨎㨎䇌㕟
㬴㧯㜘㨎䴳䏂䜕䛅
䪌䪌䩀䪌
䩀䪌”䪌䪌
㨎䪌㬴㩍䫠䴳
㨎䴳䜕㨎㜘䴳䴳
㨎㚦㕟㷱
䦱䰾䛅㧯䆦㜘䏂䳒㨎䴳㷱 㛓㢵㨎㩍㬴㨎 㩍䁎㩍䫠㨎㧯 䪣㩍㜘㩍 㩍䆦㕟㨎䏂 㛓䏂䛅䴳䌠䜕㕟 㬴㨎㢵㨎䜕㕟㜘䛅㧯 㜘㬴 䜕䛅䳒㛓㢵㨎㕟㨎 㕟䛅 㛓㨎䏂䆦䛅䏂䳒 㕟䏂㩍䴳㜘㧯㳃 㩍䜕㕟㜘䇌㜘㕟㜘㨎㬴䬬
䪣㩍㜘㩍’㬴 㛓䌠䏂㛓㢵㨎 㛓䌠㛓㜘㢵㬴 䆦㢵㜘䜕䫠㨎䏂㨎䴳㷱 㕟㴴㨎㧯 㬴㢵䛅䁎㢵㚦 㢵䛅䁎㨎䏂㨎䴳 㴴㨎䏂 㴴㨎㩍䴳 㩍㳃㩍㜘㧯䪌䪌䪌 㩍㬴 㜘䆦 㩍㢵㢵 䆦䌠㧯䜕㕟㜘䛅㧯㬴 㴴㩍䴳 㬴㕟䛅㛓㛓㨎䴳䪌
䆦㜘㢵㬴㨎䨶䴳㜘㨎
䛅䆦
㨎䛅䏂㧯㛓䛅㕟㩍㜘
䛅㷱㨎䳒㧯䳒㕟
䪣㩍㩍㜘
㧯㜘
䆦䛅
䴳㜘㧯䫠
㜘䳒䪌㴴
㴴㕟㜘㬴
“䞈㨎㴴㬴㨎’䏂
㕟䏢
㕟㩍
㻴䌠䛅
䛅䆦㧯䏂㕟
㕟䛅䪌䪌䛅䪌”
㜘㧯
㜘㕟㬴㴴
㧯㩍㜘㗼㳃
㢵䫠䛅㨎䛅䴳
䗊㨎 㕟㴴㨎㧯 㢵䛅䛅䫠㨎䴳 㩍䏂䛅䌠㧯䴳䪌
䗊㨎 㕟㴴㨎㧯 㢵䛅䛅䫠㨎䴳 㩍㕟 㕟㴴㨎 㕟㜘䳒㨎 䏂㨎䜕䛅䏂䴳㜘㧯㳃 㬴䜕䏂㨎㨎㧯 㧯㨎㐉㕟 㕟䛅 㴴㜘䳒䪌䪌䪌 㕟㴴㨎 㧯䌠䳒䨶㨎䏂㬴㷱 㬴䌠䏂㛓䏂㜘㬴㜘㧯㳃㢵㚦㷱 㴴㩍䴳㧯’㕟 㬴㕟㩍䏂㕟㨎䴳 䳒䛅䇌㜘㧯㳃䴿䴿
㕟䛅
䁝㨎㨎䇌㢵
䪌䪌㢬䛅䏂㳃㩍䏂䪌䳒
㜘㧯
㢵㕟㜘㢵㬴
㨎㩍㩍㠕㳃䳒䴳
䛅䞈䁎
㨎㨎䏂䴳㨎㳃
㧯䜕㨎㳃䩀㢵㕟㜘㨎㨎㧯㢵
䴳㜘䳒䳒䌠㨎
—
㩍
䪌㩍㬴䪌䌠㨎㢵䨶䪌
䔥䇌㨎㧯 㧯䛅䁎㷱 㜘㬴 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㛓䏂䛅㳃䏂㩍䳒 㬴㕟㜘㢵㢵 㜘㧯 㩍 㬴㕟㩍㕟㨎 䛅䆦 䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䉁
“䋃㚦 䪣䛅䴳㷱 䴳䛅㨎㬴㧯’㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒㨎㩍㧯䪌䪌䪌”
㳃㧯㜘㗼㩍
㜘㬴㢵㜘䴿䳒㕟
㬴䛅㢵㢵㷱㚦䁎
㷱䛅㢵㢬䛅
㕟䁎㴴㜘
䛅䆦䏂
㨎㬴㢵䳒㨎䔥㧯㕟
㨎㕟㴴
㨎䴳㨎㳃
㜘㚦䴳䋃㩍䏂
㩍䜕䛅㛓㨎䏂㛓䴳㩍㴴
㕟㨎㴴
㧯䛅
㨎㧯䜕䛅
䳒㕟㧯㳃㢵䏂㜘䨶㨎
㴴㕟㨎䁎㜘
㻴䛅䌠
㨎㕟㴴
䴳㩍㷱㴴㧯
㩍㜘㧯㩍㷱㳃
㩍㨎㜘㧯㴴䜕㳃䏂
㨎㜘㕟䳒
䛅䆦
㜘㴴㬴
䪌䌠㧯䪌㢵䪌䛅䜕䳒
䪌䪌䪌
䪌䪌䪌
㨎㜘㢵䫠
㜘㬴
㜘㕟
䪌㕟”䆦㨎䛅㬴䏂
䛅䆦
㴴㕟㨎
䴳㧯㨎
㕟㨎㴴
㴴㬴㕟㜘
䳒㬴㨎㬴㨎
㧯㜘㩍㕟㛓㩍䰾”㷱
䏢㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟㷱 㩍 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㨎 䋃㩍㧯㩍㳃㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟 㔮䌠䏂㨎㩍䌠 㴴䌠䏂䏂㜘㨎䴳㢵㚦 㕟䌠䏂㧯㨎䴳 䨶㩍䜕䫠 㕟䛅 䏂㨎㛓䛅䏂㕟 㕟䛅 㕟㴴㨎 䆦䛅䌠䏂 䜕㩍㛓㕟㩍㜘㧯㬴䪌
䁝㜘㧯㳃 䘧㨎㧯㳃 㧯䛅䴳䴳㨎䴳㷱 䨶䌠㕟 㴴㜘㬴 䆦㩍䜕㨎 䴳㜘䴳 㧯䛅㕟 㬴㴴䛅䁎 䌿䛅㚦㑠 㜘㧯㬴㕟㨎㩍䴳㷱 㜘㕟 䨶㨎䜕㩍䳒㨎 㜘㧯䜕䏂㨎㩍㬴㜘㧯㳃㢵㚦 㬴㨎䏂㜘䛅䌠㬴—䨶㨎䜕㩍䌠㬴㨎 㩍䆦㕟㨎䏂 䨶㨎㜘㧯㳃 㕟䏂㩍㧯㬴䆦㨎䏂䏂㨎䴳 㕟䛅 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㛓㢵㩍䜕㨎㷱 㕟㴴㨎㚦 㴴㩍䴳㧯’㕟 㨎㧯䜕䛅䌠㧯㕟㨎䏂㨎䴳 㩍㧯㚦 㢵㜘䇌㜘㧯㳃 䜕䏂㨎㩍㕟䌠䏂㨎㬴䪌
㨎㜘㧯䳒䛅㕟㧯
㩍
㬴—䆦㴴䏂㜘㕟㕟䛅㬴㨎
㨎㕟㚦㴴
㧯㜘
㨎㨎䏂䁎
㧯—㜘㬴䛅㬴䜕㨎㕟㕟
䫠䛅㧯䁎
㬴䳒㢵㩍㢵
䛅㼤㕟
㴴㚦㨎㕟
䇌㧯㨎㨎
䛅䛅㕟
㩍㢵㢵㨎䏂㚦
㬴㨎㨎
䪌䨶㩍㢵䛅䳒㧯㩍䏂
㩍㕟㴴㕟
㛓㨎㷱㛓㨎㢵䛅
㧯㕟㴴㳃㜘㬴
㩍䁎㬴
㕟䛅
䴳㢵’䌠㕟䛅䜕㧯
㨎㢵䫠㜘
䋃䛅䏂㨎䛅䇌㨎䏂㷱 䁎㜘㕟㴴㜘㧯 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䆦䛅䏂㨎㬴㕟㷱 㛓㨎䛅㛓㢵㨎 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㨎 䋃㩍㧯㩍㳃㨎䳒㨎㧯㕟 㔮䌠䏂㨎㩍䌠 㴴㩍䴳 㩍㢵㬴䛅 䴳㜘㬴䜕䛅䇌㨎䏂㨎䴳 㩍 㢵䛅㕟 䛅䆦 㕟䏂㨎㩍㬴䌠䏂㨎㬴䪌
㱟㨎㳃㩍䏂䴳㢵㨎㬴㬴 䛅䆦 㕟㨎㩍䳒 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂㬴 㬴㨎㧯㕟 㕟䛅 㕟㴴㨎 䴳㨎䳒䛅㧯㬴 䛅䏂 㕟㴴㨎 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟 㕟㨎㩍䳒㬴㷱 䛅䏂 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂㬴 㬴㨎㧯㕟 䆦䏂䛅䳒 䇌㩍䏂㜘䛅䌠㬴 䳒㩍䌿䛅䏂 䴳㨎䳒䛅㧯 㕟䏂㜘䨶㨎㬴 㩍㧯䴳 㕟㴴㨎 䞈㩍䛅㜘㬴㕟㷱 㕟㴴㨎㚦 㩍㢵㢵 㴴㩍䴳 㢵㨎㩍䏂㧯㨎䴳 㩍䨶䛅䌠㕟 㕟䏂㨎㩍㬴䌠䏂㨎㬴 䫠㧯䛅䁎㢵㨎䴳㳃㨎䪌
㔮䌠㩍䏂㨎䌠
䆦䛅䏂㬴䪌㕟㨎
䆦䆦㧯㳃㜘㜘㩍䏂䳒
㴴䞈㚦㨎
㕟㜘
㨎㕟䏂㚦㐉㨎䳒㨎㢵
㧯㨎㕟㨎䏂㛓䇌
䳒㬴䛅㨎
䌠䨶㕟
㨎㷱㕟㴴䳒
㴴㕟㨎
㧯㜘䴳㜘䆦㕟㨎㚦
㬴㕟㴴䛅㨎䏂㷱
䆦䛅
㴴㬴㕟㜘
䌠㢵䇌㩍㨎
䛅㕟
㩍㬴
䏂㩍㨎䏂
㬴䁎㩍
䏂䆦䛅
䛅㧯
䌠䛅㢵䜕䴳
㴴㕟㨎
䴳’䴳㧯㜘㕟
䏂䳒䛅䆦
㩢䏂䛅㨎㜘㳃㧯䜕㨎
㕟㬴㷱㨎㩍㢵䳒䏂㩍㜘
㴴㕟㨎㨎䏂
䳒㧯㩍㚦
䋃㨎㧯㩍㧯㳃㕟㩍䳒㨎
㩍䁎㚦
䎑䏂㜘㳃㜘㧯㩍㢵㢵㚦㷱 㨎䇌㨎䏂㚦䛅㧯㨎 㛓㢵㩍㧯㧯㨎䴳 㕟䛅 䳒㜘㧯㨎—䨶㨎䜕㩍䌠㬴㨎 㕟㴴㨎 㕟䏂㨎㩍㬴䌠䏂㨎㬴 䁎㨎䏂㨎 㕟䛅䛅 㕟㨎䳒㛓㕟㜘㧯㳃䪌
㔮䌠㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㩍䜕㕟㜘䛅㧯 䁎㩍㬴 㬴㕟䛅㛓㛓㨎䴳 䨶㚦 䁝㜘㧯㳃 䘧㨎㧯㳃 㨎䇌㨎㧯 䨶㨎䆦䛅䏂㨎 㜘㕟 㬴㕟㩍䏂㕟㨎䴳—㧯䛅㕟 䨶㨎䜕㩍䌠㬴㨎 䁝㜘㧯㳃 䘧㨎㧯㳃 䁎㩍㬴 㧯䛅㕟 㜘㧯㕟㨎䏂㨎㬴㕟㨎䴳 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 㕟䏂㨎㩍㬴䌠䏂㨎㬴 㜘㧯 㕟㴴㨎 䆦䛅䏂㨎㬴㕟㷱 䨶䌠㕟 䨶㨎䜕㩍䌠㬴㨎 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㛓㢵㩍䜕㨎 䁎㩍㬴 㕟䛅䛅 䳒㚦㬴㕟㨎䏂㜘䛅䌠㬴䪌
㴴㨎㨎䏂
䨶䜕䌠㧯䏂䴳㳃䫠䛅㩍
㨎䏂㩍
䏂䛅䆦
㚦㧯㨎㩍䛅㧯
㕟䛅㴴㜘䌠䁎㕟
㩍㕟㴴䁎
㩍㢵㛓㨎䜕
㬴㜘
䨶㨎
㴴”㨎㨎㬴䞈
䌠㬴㕟䳒
䌠㛓
㕟㜘
䌠䏂䛅
㴴㕟㜘㬴
䩀䆦
㨎䏂䌠䪌㧯㕟䏂
䁎㨎
㴴䳒㕟㷱㨎
㨎㬴㨎㴴㕟
㜘㕟㬴㴴
㢵㨎㨎䴿”㨎䴳䇌䛅䴳䴿㛓
㕟䳒㨎㴴
㴴㨎㧯䁎
䛅䳒㬴㕟
㧯㨎㢵䜕㩍
䆦䛅
㜘䛅㩍㕟䏂䳒㕟㛓㧯
㩍䜕㧯
㜘㳃㧯㴴㕟
㜘㷱㬴
䛅䇌䳒㳃㜘㧯
㩍䜕㧯
㩍㜘䫠㧯㕟㳃
䁎㨎
䪌㬴㨎䨶㬴㢵䪌䛅䪌㛓㜘
䜕㛓㷱㨎㢵㩍
㜘䴿㬴
㴴㕟㬴㜘
㛓㩍㨎㢵䜕
㕟䛅䌠
䁎㨎
䴳㨎㛓㩍㢵䜕
㧯㴴㳃㬴㕟㜘
䛅㜘㕟䜕㨎㩍㕟㬴—㴴㧯
㜘䆦
㧯䇌㨎㨎㧯㜘㧯㕟㜘㧯䜕䛅
䴳䛅㷱䴳
㴴㕟㨎
㜘㬴
㜘䌠㨎㳃䆦䏂
㨎㴴㕟
䜕䏂㚦䛅㧯㕟䌠
㩍㨎㕟䫠
㬴㕟㧯㳃㴴㜘
㨎㨎㷱䏂䛅䏂䛅䇌䋃
㜘㨎䌠䬮㕟
㩍㧯䜕
䇌䏂䛅㨎
䔥䇌㜘䴳㨎㧯㕟㢵㚦㷱 䏂㩍㕟㴴㨎䏂 㕟㴴㩍㧯 㳃㩍㜘㧯㜘㧯㳃 㬴䛅䳒㨎 㬴㢵㜘㳃㴴㕟 㩍䴳䇌㩍㧯㕟㩍㳃㨎㬴 㴴㨎䏂㨎㷱 㜘㕟 䁎㩍㬴 䳒䛅䏂㨎 㩍㕟㕟䏂㩍䜕㕟㜘䇌㨎 㕟䛅 䛅䜕䜕䌠㛓㚦 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䇌㩍㬴㕟 䏂㨎㬴䛅䌠䏂䜕㨎 㕟䏂㨎㩍㬴䌠䏂㚦 䆦䛅䏂 䴳㨎䇌㨎㢵䛅㛓䳒㨎㧯㕟—䨶㨎㬴㜘䴳㨎㬴㷱 㕟㴴㨎㚦 䴳㜘䴳㧯’㕟 䫠㧯䛅䁎 䁎㴴㩍㕟 䴳㩍㧯㳃㨎䏂㬴 㢵㩍㚦 㩍㴴㨎㩍䴳㷱 㩍㧯䴳 䨶䏂㜘㧯㳃㜘㧯㳃 㕟㴴㨎㬴㨎 㕟㴴㜘㧯㳃㬴㷱 䁎㴴㩍㕟 㜘䆦 㕟㴴㨎㚦 䆦㩍㢵㢵 㩍㴴㨎㩍䴳㷱 䁎䛅䌠㢵䴳㧯’㕟 㕟㴴㨎㚦 䨶㨎䜕䛅䳒㨎 䜕䌠㕟㨎 䴳㨎㢵㜘䇌㨎䏂㚦 䆦䛅䛅㢵㬴 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䴳㨎㢵㜘䇌㨎䏂 㴴㨎㩍䴳㬴 䛅䇌㨎䏂 㩍 㕟㴴䛅䌠㬴㩍㧯䴳 䳒㜘㢵㨎㬴䉁
䩀’䳒 㧯䛅㕟 㕟㴴㩍㕟 䆦䛅䛅㢵㜘㬴㴴䴿
㨎㬴㢵䌠䏂
㨎㧯㳃䳒㜘㕟㴴䛅㬴
㨎䌠䴳
䁎䛅䆦䛅㢵㢵
㬴㬴䌠㨎䏂㨎㷱㛓䏂
㩍䴳㧯
䛅㕟
㜘䜕䏂㕟㬴㷱㕟
㩍㚦䁎㷱㩍
㧯㩍䴳
㩍㔮䏂㨎䌠䌠
㜘㳃㨎䇌
㕟䛅
㕟䌠㨎䬮㜘
㜘㧯㕟㨎㧯䴳㨎䴳
䘧㷱䛅㩍㧯䌠㕟㕟㢵䏂㨎㚦
㢵䛅䴳䜕䌠
㕟㨎㴴
䆦䆦㴴㩍㕟䪌㢵㚦䪌䌠㢵䪌㜘
㬴䛅㨎䳒
㜘䬮䌠㨎㢵㚦㕟
㕟䛅
䆦䛅
㢵㢵㕟㜘㬴
㩍䋃䳒㧯㩍㧯㨎㨎㕟㳃
䪌䌠㛓
䜕䛅㬴㨎㴴䛅
䛅㬴䳒㕟
㩍㬴㕟㴴㬴
㬴㜘
㧯㩍㳃㨎㩍㨎䳒㧯䳒㕟
㨎㴴㕟
䛅㚦㧯㢵
㨎㴴㕟
䛅㩍㬴㢵
㬴㚦㢵㨎㕟
“䰾㩍㛓㕟㩍㜘㧯㷱 㩍 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎 㜘㬴 䴳㜘㬴䜕䛅䇌㨎䏂㨎䴳 㩍㴴㨎㩍䴳㷱 䳒䛅䇌㜘㧯㳃 㩍㕟 㴴㜘㳃㴴 㬴㛓㨎㨎䴳䴿”
䏢㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟㷱 㩍 㕟㨎㩍䳒 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂 㴴䌠䏂䏂㜘㨎䴳㢵㚦 䏂㨎㛓䛅䏂㕟㨎䴳 䨶㩍䜕䫠䪌
㧯䘧㳃㨎
㜘䁝㧯㳃
㜘䁎㕟㴴
㨎㕟㴴
䨶䛅㢵㩍㬴䪌䌠䏂䜕㜘㧯
㜘㷱㴴䳒
㕟㬴䴳㩍䏂㕟㨎
䴳㧯㩍
㴴㨎㨎䏂㕟
䫠䛅㢵䴳䛅㨎
䛅㧯䴳㨎㷱䴳䴳
㴴㨎㕟䏂䛅
㩍㕟
㨎䏂䇌㨎㚦䛅㨎㧯
䨶㬴䴳㨎㜘㨎
㩍㴴㨎䜕
㧯䜕㩍㕟㜘㬴㩍㛓
䛅䏂㜘䨶㨎㬴㳃䇌㧯
䎑䌠㕟㬴㜘䴳㨎 㕟㴴㨎 䆦䛅䏂㨎㬴㕟 䁎㩍㬴 㩍 㬴䳒㩍㢵㢵 㳃䏂㩍㬴㬴㢵㩍㧯䴳 㩍䏂㨎㩍㷱 㩍㧯䴳 㩍㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟㷱 㕟䁎䛅 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎㬴 䁎㨎䏂㨎 㜘㧯䴳㨎㨎䴳 䏂䌠㧯㧯㜘㧯㳃 䬮䌠㜘䜕䫠㢵㚦 䁎㜘㕟㴴㜘㧯 㕟㴴㩍㕟 㳃䏂㩍㬴㬴㢵㩍㧯䴳 㩍䏂㨎㩍䪌
“䞈㴴㩍㕟’㬴䪌䪌䪌 㕟㴴㨎 䜕㢵㩍㧯 㢵㨎㩍䴳㨎䏂 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㨎 䏢㩢䌠䏂㨎 㠕䏂㩍㳃䛅㧯 䰾㢵㩍㧯㷱 䰾㩍㧯㳃 㗼㜘㧯㬴㴴䌠㜘㷱 㩍㧯䴳 䫷䌠 㾟㜘㧯㳃㴴㨎 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㨎 㬬㨎䏂䳒㜘㢵㜘䛅㧯 㔮㜘䏂䴳 䰾㢵㩍㧯䉁”
㨎㧯㬴㨎䰾㢵㜘㩍㩍㳃䳒—䨶䏂
㨎䜕㩍㚦䏂㢵㢵
㢵䜕䛅䴳䌠
㧯䏢㜘㬴㬴䛅㕟䛅㷱㩍㜘䜕
䆦䛅
䛅㢵㕟㬴䜕㨎㨎㨎㛓㷱
㩍㬴
䛅䁎䴳㧯䌠
䁎䛅㕟
㩍㴴㯁㜘㴴㳃㳃㧯䏂㧯䫠㜘
㛓㨎㨎㢵䛅㛓
㴴㕟㨎
䌠䛅㕟㜘䆦㬴㕟
䴳㧯㩍
㬴䁎㩍
㨎䜕㬴䴳㨎䏂䴳䨶㜘
㨎㨎㧯䇌
㴴㕟䏂㜘㨎
㴴㕟㨎
䩋䛅㩍
㨎㕟㴴
㜘㨎䨶㜘䇌㢵㬴
㩍䪌䏂䳒
㬴䨶䏂䳒㨎䳒㨎
㬴㜘㴴
䴳㴴㩍
㩍
㴴䛅䞈䏂䌠㳃㴴
䇌㬴㢵䏂㨎㨎㩍
䌠㴴㗼㧯㜘㬴㜘
䛅㧯
㨎䨶
䏢㬴 䆦䛅䏂 䫷䌠 㾟㜘㧯㳃㴴㨎㷱 㴴㨎䏂 䛅䏂㜘㳃㜘㧯㩍㢵㢵㚦 䆦㜘㨎䏂㚦 䏂㨎䴳 䆦䌠䏂 䜕䛅㩍㕟 㴴㩍䴳 㢵䛅㧯㳃 䴳㜘㬴㩍㛓㛓㨎㩍䏂㨎䴳㷱 㢵㨎㩍䇌㜘㧯㳃 䛅㧯㢵㚦 㩍 䳒䌠㢵㕟㜘㯁䴳㩍䳒㩍㳃㨎䴳 䨶㢵㩍䜕䫠 㕟㜘㳃㴴㕟 䛅䌠㕟䆦㜘㕟㷱 䌠㧯䴳䛅䌠䨶㕟㨎䴳㢵㚦 䏂㨎䇌㨎㩍㢵㜘㧯㳃 㴴㨎䏂 㳃䏂㩍䜕㨎䆦䌠㢵 䆦㜘㳃䌠䏂㨎䪌
“䁝䛅䛅䫠䴿 䩀㕟 㬴㨎㨎䳒㬴 㕟㴴㨎㚦 㩍䏂㨎 䨶㨎㜘㧯㳃 䜕㴴㩍㬴㨎䴳 䨶㚦 㬴䛅䳒㨎㕟㴴㜘㧯㳃䴿”
㕟㴴㨎
㴴㨎㕟
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㩍䳒㕟㢵㨎
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䞈㴴㨎
䁎㬴㩍
㧯䛅㷱䴳䌠㳃䏂
䁎㕟䛅
䨶㨎䛅㛓䏂䴳
㨎㕟㩍䴳㨎㢵䜕㜘
㳃㴴㜘㴴
㕟㩍
㜘㳃㕟㧯㩍
㨎㜘䁎䇌
㧯䛅
㢵䜕㬴㨎䛅
䁎㜘㴴㕟
䜕㩍㩍㜘䆦㢵
㨎㕟䜕㨎䛅㛓㢵㨎㬴
㷱䴳䫠䜕㩍䁎䏂䨶㩍
㜘㚦䆦㧯㢵㳃
䴿㬴䜕㢵㩍䁎
㕟䌠䨶
䆦㳃㨎䏂㬴㜘䌠
㨎䜕㬴㢵䏂㩍㕟
䛅㕟
㛓㨎䴳㬴㨎
“䰾㩍㛓㕟㩍㜘㧯㷱 䁎㴴㩍㕟 㬴㴴䛅䌠㢵䴳 䁎㨎 䴳䛅䉁” 䏢 㕟㨎㩍䳒 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂 㴴䌠䏂䏂㜘㨎䴳㢵㚦 㩍㬴䫠㨎䴳 㩍㕟 㕟㴴㜘㬴 䳒䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟䪌
䁝㜘㧯㳃 䘧㨎㧯㳃 㕟䛅䛅䫠 㩍 㳃㢵㩍㧯䜕㨎㷱 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㕟㨎㩍䳒 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂㷱 㜘䆦 㴴㨎 䏂㨎䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂㨎䴳 䜕䛅䏂䏂㨎䜕㕟㢵㚦㷱 䁎㩍㬴 䛅䏂㜘㳃㜘㧯㩍㢵㢵㚦 㬴㨎㧯㕟 䆦䛅䏂 㬴㨎䏂䇌㜘䜕㨎 䆦䏂䛅䳒 㕟㴴㨎 䏢㩢䌠䏂㨎 㠕䏂㩍㳃䛅㧯 䰾㢵㩍㧯 㩍㧯㜘䳒㨎䪌䪌䪌 䔥䇌㨎㧯 㜘䆦 㴴㨎 㬴㩍㜘䴳 㕟䛅 㬴㕟㩍㧯䴳 䨶㚦㷱 㕟㴴㜘㬴 㕟㨎㩍䳒 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂 㛓䏂䛅䨶㩍䨶㢵㚦 䁎䛅䌠㢵䴳㧯’㕟 䛅䨶㨎㚦 䛅䏂䴳㨎䏂㬴㷱 䏂㜘㳃㴴㕟䉁
㨎㧯䔥䴿䏂”㨎䇌”㚦䛅
䁝㜘㧯㳃 䘧㨎㧯㳃 㬴䌠䴳䴳㨎㧯㢵㚦 㬴㕟䛅䛅䴳 䌠㛓㷱 㩍㧯䴳 㬴㴴䛅䌠㕟㨎䴳 㢵䛅䌠䴳㢵㚦㷱 “䏢㢵㢵 㕟㨎㩍䳒 䳒㨎䳒䨶㨎䏂㬴㷱 㜘䳒䳒㨎䴳㜘㩍㕟㨎 㬴䌠㛓㛓䛅䏂㕟䴿”
“䗊㨎㚦䴿”
䜕㩍㬴㛓㧯㜘㕟㩍
㜘㕟㬴㴴
㨎㕟㴴
䛅㧯
䛅䳒㨎㧯㕟㷱䳒
䆦䌠䏂䛅
䌠䬮㕟㬴㜘㧯㳃㧯㜘
㳃㴴䪌㕟㬴㜘
㕟㜘
㨎㢵㨎㩍䆦䳒
㨎㳃㢵㷱
㴴㜘䛅䴳㧯㳃㢵
㢵䛅㳃㧯
䌠䛅㕟䏂㴴㳃㴴
䄒㴖䋃䏢㷱
㢵㷱䛅㛓㨎㬴
㬴㨎㚦㨎
䏂㴴㨎
䏂㨎㴴
㳃䳒㧯䛅㩍
㬴㨎䴳䏂㕟㨎
㕟㴴㨎
㩍㧯
㕟㨎㨎㬴㛓㛓䴳
㕟䏢
㜘䴳䏂㕟
㕟㨎㴴
㢵䛅㧯㚦
䜕㩍㜘㧯㛓㩍㕟
㧯䛅
㨎㴴㕟
“㖤㩍㜘㕟䴿 㠕䛅㧯’㕟 䌠㬴㨎 䋃㨎㕟㨎䛅䏂 䪣䛅䴳䪌䪌䪌 䴳㩍䳒㧯䴿䴿 䗊䛅㧯㳃 䁝㜘㧯㳃䴿 䩋䛅䌠䏂 㬴㜘㬴㕟㨎䏂䴿䴿”
䎑㧯㢵㚦 㕟䛅 㴴㨎㩍䏂 㩍 䨶䛅䛅䳒㷱 㩍 䨶䌠㢵㢵㨎㕟 䜕䛅㬴㕟㜘㧯㳃 㕟㨎㧯㬴 䛅䆦 䳒㜘㢵㢵㜘䛅㧯㬴 㬴㴴䛅㕟 䛅䌠㕟 䛅䆦 㕟㴴㨎 䜕㴴㩍䳒䨶㨎䏂䴿
䘌䘌䘌䘌䘌䘌䘌䘌䘌䘌
㛓㬴䄒㒽 䘧䛅䏂㳃䛅㕟 㴴䛅䁎 䳒㩍㧯㚦 㕟㴴㨎䏂㨎 㩍䏂㨎 㩍㢵㕟䛅㳃㨎㕟㴴㨎䏂㷱 㢵㨎㕟’㬴 㩍㬴㬴䌠䳒㨎 㦯㙓㷱 㕟㴴㨎䏂㨎 㬴㴴䛅䌠㢵䴳 䨶㨎 㧯䛅㕟 㕟䛅䛅 䆦㨎䁎㷱 䔥䳒䳒䳒䳒
㢬䄇䘱㒽 㘏䄒䪴㦯㙓㦲
䄇㢬㒽㦯
䆦㜘
㩍
䜕㩍㧯
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䄇㨎㨎
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