Chapter 1088: Chapter 132: Where Is the Path to Being an Immortal (94) — Destinies
Jessica was anxiously pacing back and forth—after climbing to the peak of this mountain, quite some time had passed.
Luo Qiu had gone to the palace and had not e out yet.
Qin Chuyu sat cross-legged on the ground with her eyes tightly closed. The Green Lotus Sword Song was placed on her lap, occasionally emitting faint sword cries.
The maid was facing the Penglai Palace, quietly waiting… The reason it’s called waiting is that Jessica felt this club’s maid was incredibly patient—since the beginning, she hadn’t moved at all, like someone gazing at the sea from a cliff.
“You… you don’t seem worried?” Jessica approached You Ye and asked in a low voice.
“No need to worry.” The maid smiled, “No entity in any meaningful sense can harm the master.”
Jessica opened her mouth… feeling that this statement was somewhat overly absolute.
She shook her head, intending to say something, when suddenly she felt a slight tremor ing from the ground.
In fact, shortly before this tremor appeared, another terrifying phenomenon had occurred—a huge golden light shot out from the lower part of the mountain, rushing towards the sky as if splitting the mountain in half.
It seemed that something was happening inside the mountain, which was why Jessica was being anxious.
As if to confirm this unease… the tremor from the ground grew increasingly strong.
At this moment, even You Ye did not remain indifferent. She glanced down, then gracefully stepped back two paces.
In an instant, the ground ahead suddenly broke open, and a giant shadow rushed out from the mountainside!
Qin Chuyu was startled awake, and upon focusing her gaze, she saw a colossal Gaia battling against Da Zhe!
On Da Zhe’s body, several places showed small-scale clothing damage, while the enormous Gaia’s body also had numerous fine gaps!
[La—!]
At this moment, the mouth of the Valkyrie-class Gaia suddenly opened, and from its mouth, a giant red light shot downwards!
Da Zhe frowned at this moment, holding the Zhan Lu Sword and diving down, his speed exceeding the red light—he arrived in front of You Ye, pressed his palm against the sword face, and blocked the Valkyrie-class attack!
The aftermath of the scattering red impact instantly sliced off a corner of the mountain peak.
“What is this?” You Ye remained unfazed, looking up at the Valkyrie-class in the sky and slightly furrowing her brows.
At this moment, Da Zhe took his palm off the sword face, and the blade of the Zhan Lu Sword turned bright red—Da Zhe glanced at his palm as if it were burned.
“Not quite sure, but it’s pretty tough to deal with.” Da Zhe waved his palm and quickly said, “The space below is too narrow, I don’t dare use big moves. If it collapses and crushes Lord Baijie’s people who need to retreat, I wouldn’t know how to explain to Boss Luo.”
The maid nodded at this time, and calmly said, “The master went inside, except for that palace over there, you can go all out. But it’s better to drag the battlefield outwards.”
Da Zhe listened, then looked at the gigantic Gaia and couldn’t help but smile bitterly, “Even if you say that, this guy is quite hardy…”
“Do you have a problem?” The maid’s eyes suddenly became sharp, “Moreover, mind your appearance.”
“Okay…”
Da Zhe nodded straightforwardly, thinking… Could this young lady be so strict unless in front of the boss…
Like a boxer being harshly criticized by the coach, Da Zhe slapped his face hard, took a deep breath, then rallied, raising his sword to charge at the Valkyrie-class Gaia once more.
Meanwhile, You Ye, who had been focusing on Penglai Palace, now diverted some of her attention to Da Zhe and the Valkyrie-class battle.
“This already exceeds the world’s scientific capabilities…” The maid furrowed her brows, “Could it be…”
In her thoughtful pondering, the sky above Penglai Treasury changed dramatically—the clouds above surged and rolled, and at the center of the vortex, a gigantic light sword emerged!
Da Zhe’s Heavenly Sword!
The appearance of the gigantic light sword instantly moved Qin Chuyu. At that moment, she could clearly feel the Green Lotus Sword Song trembling slightly—not out of fear, but an unusually intense fighting spirit!
“Even though the Sword Spirit is asleep, has instinct been awakened…”
Qin Chuyu took a deep breath—the enormous light sword descending from the sky seemed slow, but its true speed contained power far beyond her own.
[La——!!!]
Facing the descent of the giant Light Sword, the Valkyrie-class instantly spread its arms, and a dazzling red light erupted from its mouth!!!
Boom——!!!!!
The moment the Light Sword collided with the red light, a massive torrent of power exploded, and ripples like waves spread across the mountain peak, instantly dispersing half of the sky’s mist!
An immense wind force swept across the entire mountain peak due to this clash.
The colossal turbulence halted the moment it reached You Ye, leaving both Jessica and Qin Chuyu behind her unaffected.
Meanwhile, the chaotic air currents poured into the entrance of Penglai Palace… two figures now advancing unaffected by the fierce winds – ‘Mo Xiaofei’ and Zhuifeng.
They constantly monitored Luo Qiu’s entry into the crystal that sealed the corpse of the Penglai Immortal when they heard the motion outside Penglai Palace and rushed out to check the situation.
“What exactly… happened here…”
Zhuifeng stared blankly at the terrifying forces colliding in the sky, a look of fear on his face. Only ‘Mo Xiaofei’ now frowned deeply, silently pondering something unknown.
At this moment, the massive Light Sword moved again — or rather, it surpassed the red light that was holding it back!
“Hah——!!!!”
From the throat came the deep roar of Da Zhe!
The descending Light Sword finally broke through the red light of the Valkyrie-class, its momentum unstoppable as it descended — finally, the Light Sword broke through all obstacles, swiftly regaining its original speed!
The size of this giant Light Sword is immense, with the blade’s tip reaching over a hundred meters in length!
[La——!!!!!!]
As the Light Sword falls, only the sound of the Valkyrie-class resounding like an aria — its body ultimately submerged in the trajectory of the falling giant Light Sword!
Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble——!!!!
The Light Sword fell from the sky, directly piercing into the massive mountain peak!!
The Light Sword at this moment sliced the mountain summit in two, carving a significant crack in the grand plaza before the golden Penglai Palace!
Until the Light Sword was pletely embedded into the mountain!
In the sky above, Da Zhe held the Zhan Lu Sword with both hands, maintaining the posture of a downward strike, breathing heavily — his body gradually stabilized despite flickering in and out — however, in the next moment, Da Zhe sensed some trouble.
The Heavenly Sword was a power he devised while slaughtering Void Primordial Demons in dimensional gaps — it hadn’t been perfected; for instance, it was too powerful to easily control!
The crack extending across the plaza before Penglai Hall continued to stretch, directly reaching the mountain’s edge!
At this moment, not only was the plaza in front of Penglai Palace split in two by the Light Sword — the entire mountain beneath the summit was directly torn open!
Below, countless rocks started crumbling due to the impact, the front section of the mountain summit suddenly sank and continued to slide down along the split crack.
The maid from the club suddenly rubbed her forehead — the area she was in was sinking.
Given this, the maid had no choice but to wave her hand, and a light sphere enveloped Qin Chuyu and Jessica, causing them to float gently.
Rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble-rumble——!!
The split mountain body where it continued to fall, the massive mountain splitting further upon impact, its momentum shook the Penglai Treasury beneath!
The maid now coldly watched it all — until the sectors of the mountain fell to the earth, she remained silent!
For when the entire body was cleaved by Da Zhe’s strike, the object buried deep within the mountain’s body finally revealed part of its original visage!
Through the thick smoke, a glimmer of metal light sparkled continuously… As the smoke’s density decreased, an incredibly large metallic object appeared before everyone’s eyes!
Even though only a part was revealed, it occupied almost one-third of the mountain’s structure!
“What exactly is this…” Jessica gasped, covering her mouth in shock.
“It probably belongs to the technology of The Primordial World.”
The club’s maid unexpectedly said this—a ment that made both Jessica and Qin Chuyu turn to look. But after that, the maid did not say anything else, only controlling the light sphere to slowly descend closer to the enormous thing hidden within the mountain.
It seemed she wanted to observe it more carefully.
The speed was extremely fast, the light sphere swiftly moved along the part of the enormous thing that was exposed—but it seemed like a firefly hovering around a skyscraper, appearing so insignificant.
In the sky, Da Zhe rubbed his chin and began to recover his strength while surveying the exposed item, muttering, “Was I inside this thing just now?”
He didn’t know much, as he was newer than some old dog, and his narrow worldview gave him an intuitive understanding of the enormous thing buried inside the mountain—that it looks like an alien spaceship!!
Rumble——!!
At this moment, the entire remaining mountain body suddenly shook violently—the mountain rocks split apart from the mountain body and fell away!!
The source of this huge vibration was indeed the enormous object buried in the mountain body—it moved!
As if intending to burst out of the mountain body, the enormous object suddenly emerged partially, breaking through the peak!
Due to the activities of this gigantic object, the entire mountain at this moment was facing a destiny of plete disintegration—while checking things out below, the maid raised her head, “Master.”
The light sphere then instantly adhered to the surface of the gigantic object, climbing rapidly again!
The light sphere swiftly ascended to a small corner of the Penglai Palace courtyard—where the air slightly distorted, a figure gradually emerged.
Luo Qiu slowly opened his eyes.
“Master!” The maid hurriedly approached, “A situation has occurred.”
Tutor Luo Qiu was surprised, opened his mouth, then nodded, glancing around, “How long have I been inside?”
“Almost forty minutes.” You Ye spoke directly.
Luo Qiu nodded, marveling, “The world of thought is truly miraculous; it feels like only ten minutes or so.”
You Ye whispered, “Master?”
Luo Qiu nodded, then shook his head, saying calmly, “Let’s talk after the matters here are dealt with.”
“Okay.” The maid obediently nodded.
“Boss!”
Da Zhe descended from high above, quickly arriving next to Luo Qiu with an embarrassed expression… remembering the maid sister’s advice during bat not to impact the palace, he nervously said, “Well, Boss, did I disturb you?”
Luo Qiu waved his hand, saying, “No worries, I came out by myself.”
While speaking, Luo Qiu’s gaze was drawn forward as if by some attraction.
At this moment, the enormous thing buried within the mountain body had entirely broken through the peak and soared into the sky—a massive hull now skimming through the air before the crowd’s eyes.
Shadows pletely covered the entire Penglai Palace—in this mountain collapse, the Penglai Palace remained undisturbed—as if its existence was fixed in this place.
After the mountain disintegrated, Penglai Palace floated in the air.
At this time—a section of the enormous hull was suddenly struck open—a few figures frantically emerged and rushed toward the floating Penglai Palace!
Leading them was none other than Daoist Bai Jie—behind him were Gong Fanxing and Gongsun Wuwo!
But their panic wasn’t due to the external changes—but because of the pursuing Huang Baifu!
Fully demonized, Huang Baifu had now transformed into a truly irrational beast, relentlessly pursuing them, indifferent to the huge external changes!
Upon bursting out, the sober Daoist Bai Jie, Gongsun Wuwo, and Gong Fanxing distinctly saw everything beyond.
Shrouding the sky was… the Raxia!
…
“Boss Luo!”
In mid-air, Daoist Bai Jie swiftly surveyed and soon saw Luo Qiu’s group standing outside Penglai Palace, instantly changing direction, heading for the floating space of Penglai Palace!
But just then, the Raxia had already pletely risen, its hull lined with countless open turrets!
Rows of beams suddenly shot out from every turret on the Raxia—without fixed targets!
Beam after beam, like a torrential downpour, madly fired toward the entire Penglai Treasury… wantonly destroying everything!
Just as Daoist Bai Jie was about to land outside Penglai Palace on the square, a fierce beam approached from behind—forcing him to deploy his portable Magic Artifact, a black and white mirror!
At that moment, Daoist Bai Jie had no time to care about that strange metal dog he found inside the Raxia, he had to cast it aside and fully respond to the beam heading his way.
As his body suddenly lost gravity, immediately falling to the earth… Tai Yinzi’s heart was at peace; he even blinked and instinctively paddled his limbs—to fall!
I see the master!
I, the humble Daoist, finally see the master—despite the dire situation, I found a backing! But just when victory was imminent, Baijie Old Daoist, you abandoned the humble Daoist!!!
How could I kneel here!!
The humble Daoist cannot kneel here!!
At this moment, holding onto the scroll with a bite and silently, Tai Yinzi finally roared defiantly! His limbs flailed wildly, trying to slow his fall—unsuccessfully!
But Tai Yinzi indeed possessed a strong survival instinct—how could he kneel here!
His body suddenly landed atop a large stone falling from above—Tai Yinzi did not give up! He frantically jumped up, leveraging the constantly falling stones to climb—aiming for the floating Penglai Palace!
Cannot kneel, cannot kneel, cannot kneel!!!
He madly ran and leaped—finally, his stubborn determination allowed him to climb up to the square outside Penglai Palace!
Finally, he saw Luo Qiu standing between the maid and Da Zhe!
Not easy!!
Master! This humble Daoist finally saw you!! Master, this humble Daoist is Tai Yinzi!!
In one corner of the square, a small figure passionately rushed toward Luo Qiu, despite the barrage of beams.
Finally, Tai Yinzi jumped forcefully, stretching his body under the clear sky, pouncing toward Luo Qiu!
Meanwhile, Da Zhe noticed a figure rushing like a Teddy dog on steroids, biting a roll of something, instinctively swung a slap out!
“Master, I am—”
Smack—!!
Tai Yinzi’s body was struck by a huge force, his bewilderment only realizing his body was knocked flying… straight out of the square of Penglai Palace!
Plummeting to the ground!
“NO——!!!!!!!!!”
…
“That dog just now, seemed familiar?” Da Zhe frowned, glancing at his boss, “Boss, wasn’t that dog calling for you?”
“Hmm…” Luo Qiu frowned slightly, “Seemed like Tai Yinzi.”
Meanwhile, Luo Qiu looked to the ground—there, a roll of paper had loosened, rolling due to air flow, arriving at Luo Qiu’s feet.
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PS: This chapter is from the 19th, was delayed, sorry.
爐
擄
蘆
擄
盧
㐀䬶䲩䲩䄃㯜㨟
䈆䁳㲲䑦㘴䌥
㨟䲩䄾㯼䲩
䟷䈆㐀䲩䰽
䎰䁳䄃
䧳㲲䎰䙳
盧
老
擄
爐
爐
㯜䄾䈆㲲
㯜㲲
䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㱨䈆㑛 䄃䁳㯜㑛䁳㐀䟷 䄾䲩㯜㲲䄃䲩㨟㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䁳 䆇䈆䄃䄃㐀䁳 䆇䁳䄃㱨䁳䁳㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䈆㯜㣶 㾼䈆 䋚䎰䁳—䈆㑛 䎰䁳 㱨䈆䄃䬶䎰䁳㣶 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䈆㯜㣶 㾼䈆 䋚䎰䁳䌥 㱨䎰䲩 㱨䈆㑛 䄃䎰䁳 䜪㐀䈆䬶㽒 䙳䲩䚱㐀 䁳㯜㖽䲩䟷䌥 㳉㲲㚫䎰䄃 㣶㲲㨟䁳䬶䄃㐀䟷 䲩䚱䄃㑛㲲㣶䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䰽䲩䟷䈆㐀 䙳䎰㲲䧳 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䲩䚱㯜䄃’㑛 䆇㨟䲩㱨 㳉䚱㨟㨟䲩㱨䁳㣶 㲲㯜㖽䲩㐀䚱㯜䄃䈆㨟㲲㐀䟷㯼
䜪䁳䬶䈆䚱㑛䁳䌥 䈆㳉䄃䁳㨟 䆇㨟䁳䈆㽒㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰㨟䲩䚱㚫䎰 䄃䎰䁳 䰽䲩䟷䈆㐀 䙳䎰㲲䧳 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䆇䈆䄃䄃㐀䁳㳉㲲䁳㐀㣶 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䈆㯜㣶 㾼䈆 䋚䎰䁳 䎰䈆㣶 䈆㐀㨟䁳䈆㣶䟷 㑛䎰㲲㳉䄃䁳㣶 䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䲩䚱㯜䄃䈆㲲㯜䄃䲩䧳䌥 㱨䎰䁳㨟䁳 㢽䁳㯜㚫㐀䈆㲲 㢽䈆㐀䈆䬶䁳 㱨䈆㑛 㐀䲩䬶䈆䄃䁳㣶䚙
䲩䎰䎰㛈㨟䚱㚫
䈆䄃㯜㯜䄃㲲㑛䟷㐀
㯜䲩
䄃䎰䁳
䆇䁳䁳㱨䄃䁳㯜
䄃䎰䁳
䧳䚱䲩䄾䄃㯜㯜䄃㲲䲩䈆㯼
䲩䄃㑛䚱㯜㲲䈆㲲䄃
䈆㱨㑛
䚱㯜䲩䭗䄃
䎰䄃䁳
㽒䟷㾼㨟䁳䈆䁳
䎰䄃䁳
䄾䈆㯜䄾㳉㲲䈆䁳㨟䌥
䟷㐀㽒䢀㑛䁳㑛㨟䱃䈆䬶㲲䈆㐀
䬶㲲䲩䁳㯜㯜㯜䬶䲩䄃
㯜䈆㣶
䎰䄃䁳
㾼㲲㳉㳉䁳㨟䁳㯜䄃 㳉䈆䬶䁳㑛—㳉䁳䄾䈆㐀䁳 㳉䈆䬶䁳㑛—㱨䁳㨟䁳 㩿䚱㲲䬶㽒㐀䟷 㐀䲩䬶㽒䁳㣶 䲩㯜䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䬶㨟䁳䁳㯜㯼
䣠䲩䚱 䣠䁳䌥 㮘㲲㯜 䭗䎰䚱䟷䚱䌥 䈆㯜㣶 㻚䁳㑛㑛㲲䬶䈆—䈆㑛 䄃䎰䁳䟷 㱨䁳㨟䁳 㐀䲩䬶㽒䁳㣶 䲩㯜䄃䲩䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜㳉㨟䈆䄾䁳 㱨䈆㑛 䈆㐀㑛䲩 㑛䄃㨟䚱䬶䄃䚱㨟㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䁳 㣶䈆䄃䈆 䄃㨟䈆㯜㑛䄾㲲䄃䄃䁳㣶 䆇䈆䬶㽒 䆇䟷 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛㯼
䁳䁳㣶㣶䈆㲲㐀䄃
䬶㲲㯜䄃㨟䢀䁳䁳䈆䆇㑛㳉䚱㑛
㱨䈆㑛
䁳㐀䌥㣶䚱䟷䙳㣶㯜
䧳䧳㣶䁳㨟䁳䈆䈆
䬶㯜䄃䚱䲩䌥
䎰㑛䄃㲲
䑦䈆’㘴㑛䁳㲲
㑛䄃䄾䲩
䈆㯜㬢䟷㯜䈆㲲㚫㐀
䁳䄃䎰䁳㨟
㨟䁳㑛䚱㐀䄃
—䁳䈆䄃䈆䄃㣶䎰
䧳䎰䙳㲲
䲩㳉
㻚䁳㑛䬶㲲㑛㯼䈆
䎰䁳䄃
䆇䁳㣶㲲㑛䁳
䬶䁳㐀㨟䟷㐀䈆
䈆䁳㯜䄾㨟䈆㲲㳉䄾
䄃䁳䎰
䟷䈆䰽䲩㐀
䄃䎰䁳
䜪䚱䄃 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䲩䚱㯜䄃 㣶㲲㣶㯜’䄃 㐀䲩䲩㽒 䬶㐀䲩㑛䁳㐀䟷 䆇䁳䬶䈆䚱㑛䁳䌥 䈆㳉䄃䁳㨟 䈆㯜䈆㐀䟷㬢㲲㯜㚫 㻚䁳㑛㑛㲲䬶䈆䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜㳉㨟䈆䄾䁳 㚫䈆㖽䁳 䲩䚱䄃 㖽䈆㐀䚱䁳㑛 㑛䲩 㐀䲩㱨䌥 䄃䎰䁳䟷 㨟䁳䈆䬶䎰䁳㣶 䈆 㯜䲩㯜䢀䄃䎰㨟䁳䈆䄃䁳㯜㲲㯜㚫 㐀䁳㖽䁳㐀—䈆㳉䄃䁳㨟 㱨䈆㑛 㮘㲲㯜 䭗䎰䚱䟷䚱䌥 䎰䁳㨟 㖽䈆㐀䚱䁳㑛 㱨䁳㨟䁳 㑛㲲㚫㯜㲲㳉㲲䬶䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 䎰㲲㚫䎰䁳㨟䌥 䁳㑛䧳䁳䬶㲲䈆㐀㐀䟷 䄃䎰䁳 㻦㨟䁳䁳㯜 䑦䲩䄃䚱㑛 䙳㱨䲩㨟㣶 䙳䲩㯜㚫 㲲㯜 䎰䁳㨟 䎰䈆㯜㣶㯼
㣪䲩㱨䁳㖽䁳㨟䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䲩㯜㐀䟷 㑛㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃㐀䟷 㳉䚱㨟㨟䲩㱨䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䆇㨟䲩㱨—䚱㯜䄃㲲㐀 䎰䁳 㐀䲩䲩㽒䁳㣶 䈆䄃 䣠䲩䚱 䣠䁳䌥 䲩㯜㐀䟷 䄃䎰䁳㯜 㣶㲲㣶 䈆 䎰㲲㯜䄃 䲩㳉 㑛䎰䲩䬶㽒 䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟 䲩㯜 䎰㲲㑛 㳉䈆䬶䁳䚙
䈆
㑛㲲䁳㨟䁳㑛
㣪䁳
䚱䈆䆇䄃䲩
㳉䲩
䁳䈆㣶䆇㐀㚫㨟
䈆
䧳㚫䌥䈆䁳
䄃䈆
䄃䄃䁳㘴
䁳㯜㲲㐀
䲩㑛㲲䈆䚱㖽㨟
䚱䲩䣠
䄃䎰䁳
㑛䄃䁳㚫䈆㯜㨟
㑛䟷㱨㐀㐀䲩
㐀㐀㑛㲲㣶䁳䌥㲲㯜—㳉䈆㯜㲲䬶䟷
㑛䈆㱨
㳉䲩
䁳䎰䄃
㳉䲩
㯜䲩
䄾㨟䁳䁳㣶㯼䁳㚫
䣠䁳
㯜䁳㣶
䈆䄃㣶䈆
“㻦䁳㯜䁳㨟䈆㐀 㑛䟷㑛䄃䁳䄾 䚱㯜䈆䆇㐀䁳 䄃䲩 䬶䲩䄾䧳䚱䄃䁳㯼㯼㯼 㣪䲩㱨 䬶䲩䚱㐀㣶 㲲䄃 䆇䁳䚙” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆’㑛 㚫䈆㬢䁳 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 䄃䚱㨟㯜䁳㣶 㑛䄃䁳㨟㯜䌥 㲲㯜䬶㨟䁳㣶䚱㐀䲩䚱㑛㛅 “㢽䲩㑛㑛䁳㑛㑛㲲䲩㯜 㨟䈆䄃䁳 䲩㳉 㣪䁳䄃䁳㨟䲩䄾䲩㨟䧳䎰㲲䬶 㩽㨟㲲㚫㲲㯜 㲲㑛 㬢䁳㨟䲩㯼㯼㯼 䜪䚱䄃 䄃䎰䁳 㚫䁳㯜䁳㨟䈆㐀 㑛䟷㑛䄃䁳䄾 㑛䄃㲲㐀㐀 䬶䈆㯜㯜䲩䄃 䬶䲩䄾䧳䚱䄃䁳䓈 㩀䎰䈆䄃 㲲㑛 㚫䲩㲲㯜㚫 䲩㯜䓈”
㽹㖽䁳㯜 㾼䈆 䋚䎰䁳䌥 䆇䈆䄃䄃㐀㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛䌥 㣶㲲㣶 㯜䲩䄃 䁳㐀㲲䬶㲲䄃 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䲩㯜䬶㐀䚱㑛㲲䲩㯜 䲩㳉 “㚫䁳㯜䁳㨟䈆㐀 㑛䟷㑛䄃䁳䄾 䚱㯜䈆䆇㐀䁳 䄃䲩 䬶䲩䄾䧳䚱䄃䁳” 㳉㨟䲩䄾 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜㳉㨟䈆䄾䁳 㑛䟷㑛䄃䁳䄾㯼
㣶䁳㑛㑛㯼㨟㯼㯼
㲲䁳䄃㱨䎰
㳉䲩
䚱䲩㚫䎰䎰㨟䄃
䟷䁳䄾㨟䄾䲩
㐀䌥㯜䟷䄃䈆㑛䄃㯜䞩
㯜䎰—䁳㲲䈆㚫䈆
䈆䬶㐀䆇㽒
䲩㯜䭗䄃䚱
㯼㣶䈆䄃䈆
㣶㯜䈆
㱨㯜䄾䈆䲩
㚫䁳㣶䬶䎰㯜䈆
㑛䁳㑛㯜㲲㘴䁳䲩䧳㨟
䄃䎰䁳
㲲㯜
㯜䲩㐀㣶䁳䆇
䎰䄃㲲䟷㐀㚫㐀㑛
㨟䁳㲲䁳㣶㣶㖽
㨟㽒䟷䁳䈆䁳㑛’㾼
㯜䣠㬢㲲㑛㲲’
㛈㲲䈆
䁳㣶䬶㯜䁳㚫㲲㨟㬢䲩
䎰䁳䄃
㳉㨟䄾䲩
㚫㲲㲲㨟䲩㯜
㲲㯜㳉䧳㚫㲲䧳㐀
“㛈䎰䁳 㐀䁳㚫㲲䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳 䧳㨟䲩㘴䟷 䈆㚫䁳㯜䄃 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䲩㨟㲲㚫㲲㯜 䎰䈆㑛 䈆㨟㨟㲲㖽䁳㣶䓈” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃 䧳㨟䁳㑛㑛䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䎰䈆㯜㣶㑛 㣶㲲㨟䁳䬶䄃㐀䟷 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟 䆇䁳㳉䲩㨟䁳 䎰㲲䄾—㯜䲩䄃 䲩㯜㐀䟷 䄃䎰䈆䄃䌥 䈆㯜䲩䄃䎰䁳㨟 䄃㱨䲩 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟㑛 䁳䄾䁳㨟㚫䁳㣶 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㐀䁳㳉䄃 䈆㯜㣶 㨟㲲㚫䎰䄃 䲩㳉 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶䁳㨟㯼
㛈䎰䁳 䬶䲩䚱㯜䄃’㑛 䎰䈆㯜㣶㑛 䄾䲩㖽䁳㣶 㩿䚱㲲䬶㽒㐀䟷 䆇䈆䬶㽒 䈆㯜㣶 㳉䲩㨟䄃䎰 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䄃䎰㨟䁳䁳 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟㑛—䆇䁳㳉䲩㨟䁳 䎰㲲䄾䌥 㑛䬶㨟䁳䁳㯜 䈆㳉䄃䁳㨟 㑛䬶㨟䁳䁳㯜 㳉㐀䲩䈆䄃䁳㣶䌥 㣶䁳㯜㑛䁳㐀䟷 䧳䈆䬶㽒䁳㣶䌥 㯜䁳䈆㨟㐀䟷 䲩䬶䬶䚱䧳䟷㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䁳 䁳㯜䄃㲲㨟䁳 㑛䧳䈆䬶䁳 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜 䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀 㨟䲩䲩䄾䚙
㛈䈆㲲
㯜㚫䁳䈆䚙䄃
㯜䈆䟷
㯼㯼㯜䎰䬶㨟㯼㲲䈆䁳㚫㑛
䧳䟷㨟䲩㘴
䄃䁳䎰
䁳㯜䈆䄃㚫
㱨䈆㑛
䲩䚱㯜䭗䄃
䄃䁳䬶㨟䈆
䄃䲩
䁳䁳䄃㐀㚫䄃㲲䄾䈆㲲
䁳㽒䁳㾼䈆㨟䟷
㱨䈆㑛
䆇㯜䈆䚱㐀䁳
㳉䲩
㲲㑛㯜’㲲䣠㬢
㳉䲩㨟
䁳䄃㐀䄾䄃䚱䟷䈆㲲㐀
䎰䁳䄃
㣪䁳
䄾䟷䟷䁳䁳䄾䲩㨟䄃—
㳉䲩
䄾㐀䄃䁳㚫㲲㲲䈆䁳䄃
㘴䲩㨟䟷䧳
㨟㑛䁳䬶䄃䈆
㚫䁳䙳䎰㲲䈆䬶㨟㯜
㳉㯜㣶㲲
㲲䎰㲲㯜㱨䄃
㽹㖽䁳㯜 䎰䈆㖽㲲㯜㚫 䧳䁳㨟䚱㑛䁳㣶 㛈䈆㲲 䣠㲲㯜㬢㲲’㑛 䄾䁳䄾䲩㨟䟷䌥 䎰䁳 䬶䲩䚱㐀㣶㯜’䄃 䧳䲩㨟䄃㨟䈆䟷 䄃䎰䁳 㳉䚱㐀㐀 䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟䈆㯜䬶䁳 䲩㳉 䄃䎰㲲㑛 㐀䁳㚫㲲䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳 䧳㨟䲩㘴䟷 䈆㚫䁳㯜䄃 㲲㯜 䎰㲲㑛 䄾㲲㯜㣶—䁳㖽䁳㨟䟷䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 䈆䆇䲩䚱䄃 䄃䎰䁳 㐀䁳㚫㲲䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳 䧳㨟䲩㘴䟷 䈆㚫䁳㯜䄃 㱨㲲䄃䎰㲲㯜 㛈䈆㲲 䣠㲲㯜㬢㲲䌥 㲲㯜䬶㐀䚱㣶㲲㯜㚫 䎰㲲㑛 㖽䲩㲲䬶䁳䌥 䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟䈆㯜䬶䁳䌥 㑛䧳䁳䈆㽒㲲㯜㚫䌥 㱨䈆㑛 䈆㐀㐀 㑛䎰㨟䲩䚱㣶䁳㣶 㲲㯜 䈆 䄾㲲㑛䄃䢀㐀㲲㽒䁳 㖽䁳㲲㐀䚙
㛈䎰㲲㑛 㲲㑛 䄃䎰䁳 䧳㨟䲩䄃䁳䬶䄃㲲䲩㯜 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䲩㨟㲲㚫㲲㯜 㳉䲩㨟 䄃䎰䁳 㐀䁳㚫㲲䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳 䧳㨟䲩㘴䟷 䈆㚫䁳㯜䄃—䁳㖽䁳㯜 䄃䎰㨟䲩䚱㚫䎰 䜪㐀䈆䬶㽒 䙳䲩䚱㐀 䁳㯜㖽䲩䟷䌥 㲲䄃 䬶䈆㯜㯜䲩䄃 䆇䁳 㑛䁳䁳㯜㯼
䄃㚫䈆䁳㯜
䲩䚱䭗㯜䄃
䁳䄾䄃䲩䄾㯜
㯜㲲㲲㐀䈆㣶䬶㨟㐀䟷䬶
䎰㑛䄃㲲
䎰䁳䄃
㐀䧳㨟㲲㐀䈆䌥
䁳㐀㚫㲲㲲䄃䄃䈆䁳䄾
㯼䎰”䁳㯼䁳㯼㨟
䄃䁳䎰
㳉㲲
㯜䎰䁳䬶㣶䚱䧳
㑛㲲
㾼䄾”㯜䈆
䈆㽒䟷䁳䁳㨟㾼
㲲䌥䄃
㛈䎰㯜䁳”
㯼䞩㯼㯼”
䲩䟷㨟䧳㘴
䈆䄃
“䵴䲩䌥 䞩 䄾䚱㑛䄃 㩿䚱㲲䬶㽒㐀䟷 䲩䆇䄃䈆㲲㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䄃䁳䈆䬶䎰䁳㨟’㑛 䈆㐀㐀 䄃䲩㯼㯼㯼”
㛈䎰䁳 䬶䲩䚱㯜䄃 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄃㲲䄾䁳 䄃䲩䲩㽒 䈆 㣶䁳䁳䧳 䆇㨟䁳䈆䄃䎰䌥 㑛㐀䲩㱨㐀䟷 䧳㐀䈆䬶㲲㯜㚫 䎰㲲㑛 䧳䈆㐀䄾 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䁳㯜䄃㨟䈆㐀 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟—䈆㯜㣶 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䁳㯜䄃㲲㨟䁳 䰽䲩䟷䈆㐀 䙳䎰㲲䧳 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆 䆇䁳㚫䈆㯜 䄃䲩 㑛䚱䆇䄃㐀䟷 䄃㨟䁳䄾䆇㐀䁳㯼
㣶㣶䟷䚱䙳㐀㯜䁳䌥
㲲䄃㨟䬶䬶䁳㐀䁳
㲲㯼㯼㯼䈆㨟
䄾㑛䁳䲩
㑛䲩䚱㣶㯜
䈆㨟㲲
㑛㯜䄃䁳㨟㨟䚱䬶
䁳㣶㲲㑛䈆䄃䎰䁳䌥䄃
䁳䄃䎰
㐀䄾䁳䟷㯜䲩䄾㲲䄃㨟䈆
䄾㚫䁳䁳㨟䁳㣶
䎰䄃㲲㑛
䄃䚱䭗䲩㯜
䈆
䄃㲲㯜㳉䈆
㲲㯜
䈆䬶㚫䁳㨟㯜䄃㑛䄃㲲
㲲㯜
䁳䄃䎰
䄃䈆
㯜㲲䧳㚫䲩䧳䧳
㨟䟷䁳㽒䁳䈆㾼
㑛㚫䁳㯜䁳㲲
㑛䄾㐀䈆㐀
㯼䄾䄾䄃䁳䲩㯜
䔂䄃 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䈆䄾䁳 䄃㲲䄾䁳䌥 䈆 㑛䁳㯜㑛䁳 䲩㳉 䧳䈆㨟䈆㐀䟷㑛㲲㑛 䁳䄾䁳㨟㚫䁳㣶 㳉㨟䲩䄾 㱨䎰䁳㨟䁳 䎰䁳 䎰䁳㐀㣶 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟—䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㲲㯜㑛䄃㲲㯜䬶䄃㲲㖽䁳㐀䟷 㱨㲲䄃䎰㣶㨟䁳㱨 䎰㲲㑛 䈆㨟䄾㯼
㣪䁳 㑛䈆㱨 䈆㯜 䁳䟷䁳䢀㖽㲲㑛㲲䆇㐀䁳 㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃㯜㲲㯜㚫 䆇䲩㐀䄃 䁳㯜䄃㱨㲲㯜䁳㣶 䈆㨟䲩䚱㯜㣶 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃㯼㯼㯼 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㱨䈆㑛 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 㑛䄃䈆㨟䄃㐀䁳㣶䌥 㑛䲩䄾䁳䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 䬶䈆䄾䁳 䄃䲩 䄾㲲㯜㣶䌥 㨟䁳㖽䁳䈆㐀㲲㯜㚫 䈆 㳉䁳䈆㨟㳉䚱㐀 䁳㘴䧳㨟䁳㑛㑛㲲䲩㯜䚙
䄃䈆
䄃䎰䁳
䄃䔂
䎰㑛䄃㲲
䲩䲩㨟䚙䄾
䲩䄃䄾䁳䄾䌥㯜
㣶䁳㚫䁳
䲩䟷䚱㨟㯜䁳㐀㖽㑛
䚱㐀㣶䁳䟷㣶㑛㯜
䁳䎰䄃
㳉䲩
䎰䄃䁳
䄃䲩㐀㯜㨟䬶䲩
㯜䄃㨟㣶䁳䚱
䄾䈆㲲㯜
䚱䌥䈆㯜㨟䲩㣶
䬶㯜䲩䄃䚱
㐀䲩㯜䲩㲲㽒㚫
㛈䎰䁳 䲩䚱䄃䁳㨟 㑛䎰䁳㐀㐀 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䧳䎰䁳㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䄾䈆㲲㯜 䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀 㨟䲩䲩䄾䌥 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃 㱨䈆㑛 㑛㐀䲩㱨㐀䟷 䄾䁳㐀䄃㲲㯜㚫㯼㯼㯼 䔂㑛 䄃䎰䁳 㚫㨟䈆㣶䚱䈆㐀㐀䟷 䄾䁳㐀䄃䁳㣶 䲩䧳䁳㯜㲲㯜㚫 䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟䁳㣶䌥 䈆 㳉䈆䬶䁳 䄃䎰䈆䄃 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㱨䈆㑛 䈆㐀㐀 䄃䲩䲩 㳉䈆䄾㲲㐀㲲䈆㨟 㱨㲲䄃䎰 㖽㲲㖽㲲㣶㐀䟷 㑛䚱㨟㳉䈆䬶䁳㣶 㲲㯜 㳉㨟䲩㯜䄃 䲩㳉 䎰㲲䄾䚙
䔂㑛 䄃䎰䁳 䁳㯜䄃㲲㨟䁳 䲩䧳䁳㯜㲲㯜㚫 䲩䧳䁳㯜䁳㣶䌥 䈆 䧳䁳䄃㲲䄃䁳 㳉㲲㚫䚱㨟䁳 㱨䈆㑛 䧳䚱㑛䎰䁳㣶 䄃䲩㱨䈆㨟㣶㑛 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀 䬶䈆䆇㲲㯜 䆇䟷 䈆㯜 㲲㯜㖽㲲㑛㲲䆇㐀䁳 㳉䲩㨟䬶䁳㯼
㯜䈆䟷
㯜㨟䟷㚫䁳㽹䌥
㣪䁳㨟
㣶㯜㽒㐀䆇䁳䄃䈆䁳
䈆䄃㖽䈆䬶㯜
㑛㨟䆇㣶䬶䚱䁳䲩
䈆䙳䄃䧳㲲㐀㲲䚱㨟
㱨䈆㑛
㲲㳉
䈆
㚫㬢䁳䈆
䎰䁳㨟
㳉䲩
㯼㳉䁳䬶䈆
䈆㐀㳉䎰
䈆㑛
䈆䎰㨟㲲
㐀㣶䈆䬶㽒䁳
䈆䟷䁳㨟㐀㯜
䁳䎰㨟
㯜䈆㣶
䌥䄃㲲䄾㑛
㚫䧳䈆㣶㨟㲲㯜
㨟䬶䈆䲩㑛㑛
䎰䁳㨟
䄃㲲䎰㱨
㳉䲩䁳䌥䈆䎰㣶䁳㨟
“㛈㨟㲲䈆㐀 䄾䲩㣶䁳㐀㯼㯼㯼 䵴䲩㯼㯼㯼 䟷䲩䚱’㖽䁳 ‘㱨䲩㽒䁳㯜’ 䚱䧳㯼㯼㯼”
䔂䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㐀䲩䲩㽒䁳㣶 䈆㑛 㲲㳉 䎰䁳 䎰䈆㣶 㑛䁳䁳㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䲩㑛䄃 㳉䁳䈆㨟䁳㣶 䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 㲲㯜 䎰㲲㑛 㐀㲲㳉䁳䌥 㲲㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 㨟䁳䄃㨟䁳䈆䄃㲲㯜㚫 㑛䁳㖽䁳㨟䈆㐀 㑛䄃䁳䧳㑛㯼㯼㯼 㣪㲲㑛 㖽䲩㲲䬶䁳 䁳㖽䁳㯜 䎰䈆㣶 䈆 㑛㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃 䄃㨟䁳䄾䆇㐀䁳㯼
㨟䲩㯼䄃㨟䜪㯼””䎰㯼䁳
䁳䎰㨟
䟷䆇
䄾䁳㣶㑛䁳䁳
㣶䎰䁳䈆㯼
䄃䁳䎰
䄃䎰䁳䲩䬶䚱㣶
䈆㲲䚾䬶㚫㯜
㳉䲩䄾㨟
䁳䈆㨟㲲㣶㑛
䭗䚱㯜䲩䄃
㑛㯜䲩㣶䚱
䄃䁳㲲㯜䌥䄾䎰䲩㑛㚫
㾼䌥䁳䟷㽒䁳㨟䈆
㑛䲩䟷㐀㐀㱨
䎰䁳㑛
䙳䎰䁳 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 㐀䲩㑛䄃 䎰䁳㨟 䈆㯜㲲䄾䈆䄃㲲䲩㯜 䈆㚫䈆㲲㯜㯼
䔂㳉䄃䁳㨟 䄃䎰䁳 㲲㯜㲲䄃㲲䈆㐀 䧳䈆㯜㲲䬶䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㚫㨟䈆㣶䚱䈆㐀㐀䟷 䬶䈆㐀䄾䁳㣶 㣶䲩㱨㯜—䎰䁳 䬶䈆䚱䄃㲲䲩䚱㑛㐀䟷 㐀䲩䲩㽒䁳㣶 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䁳 ‘䄃㨟㲲䈆㐀 䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㲲㯜 㳉㨟䲩㯜䄃 䲩㳉 䎰㲲䄾䌥 㲲㯜䬶䎰㲲㯜㚫 䬶㐀䲩㑛䁳㨟 䈆㯜㣶 䬶㐀䲩㑛䁳㨟 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䄃䎰䁳 䎰䈆㯜㣶 䆇䲩㯜䁳 㳉䚱㑛䁳㣶 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䄃䎰䁳 㩀䎰㲲䄃䁳 䜪䲩㯜䁳 㢽䈆㐀䄾㯼
䲩㐀㐀㱨䟷㑛
䔂䄃
㑛㱨䈆
㩀䁳䎰㲲䄃
䜪㯜䁳䲩
㯜䲩
㑛䄾䲩䁳
䎰䄃䁳
䚱㯜䬶䄃䁳䈆㑛䆇㑛
㲲䎰㑛䄃
䁳䄾䌥䲩䄃䄾㯜
㳉䈆㯼䄾䄃㨟㑛㯜㚫䁳
㢽㽒䄾—㐀㲲䈆㐀䁳
䆇㐀䬶㽒䈆
㨟䄃㚫䈆䁳㯜㚫䎰㲲
“䞩㯜㣶䁳䁳㣶㯼㯼㯼 㛈䎰䁳 㛈㱨㲲㯜 䙳㯜䈆㽒䁳㑛 䰽㲲㯜㚫 㲲㑛 㣶䈆䄾䈆㚫䁳㣶㯼” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㳉䚱㨟㨟䲩㱨䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䆇㨟䲩㱨䌥 “㛈䎰䁳 㑛䁳䬶䲩㯜㣶 㐀䁳㖽䁳㐀 䲩㳉 㐀㲲䆇䁳㨟䈆䄃㲲䲩㯜 㲲㑛 㲲㯜㣶䁳䁳㣶 㑛䄃㲲㐀㐀 䄃䲩䲩 㑛䄃㨟䁳㯜䚱䲩䚱㑛㯼㯼㯼”
䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䄃䲩䲩㽒 䈆 㣶䁳䁳䧳 䆇㨟䁳䈆䄃䎰䌥 䄃䎰䁳 㳉㲲㯜㚫䁳㨟 䆇䲩㯜䁳㑛 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 㩀䎰㲲䄃䁳 䜪䲩㯜䁳 㢽䈆㐀䄾 㑛㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃㐀䟷 䄾䲩㖽䁳㣶䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䆇㐀䈆䬶㽒 㳉㨟䈆㚫䄾䁳㯜䄃㑛 䎰䲩㖽䁳㨟㲲㯜㚫 䈆䆇䲩㖽䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䧳䈆㐀䄾 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃 㚫㨟䈆㣶䚱䈆㐀㐀䟷 㨟䁳䈆㑛㑛䁳䄾䆇㐀䁳㣶—㱨䎰䁳㨟䁳 䄃䎰䁳䟷 䆇䲩㯜㣶䁳㣶䌥 䄃䎰䁳㨟䁳 㱨䈆㑛 㯜䲩 㖽㲲㑛㲲䆇㐀䁳 䬶㨟䈆䬶㽒 䈆䄃 䈆㐀㐀䌥 㰦䚱㑛䄃 㐀㲲㽒䁳 䄃䎰䁳 㨟䁳㑛䄃䲩㨟䈆䄃㲲䲩㯜 䈆㳉䄃䁳㨟 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜 䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀 㨟䲩䲩䄾 㱨䈆㑛 㣶䈆䄾䈆㚫䁳㣶䌥 䄃䎰䁳 㣶㨟㲲㖽䁳 䄾䁳䄃䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟 㨟䁳䄃䚱㨟㯜㲲㯜㚫 䄃䲩 䧳䲩㑛㲲䄃㲲䲩㯜—㳉㨟䲩䄾 䄃䎰䁳 䧳䲩㱨䁳㨟 䲩㳉 䲩㨟㲲㚫㲲㯜㯼
㚫䌥㲲㨟㲲㩽㯜
㯜䲩㱨䌥
㩽㯜㐀䟷
䭗䄃䲩㯜䚱
㣪㨟䎰㲲䄾䄃䁳䧳䬶㨟䁳䲩䲩
䲩㐀㱨
㳉䲩
䙳䁳㽒㯜㑛䈆
䁳䄃䎰
䟷㨟㾼䁳㽒䁳䈆
䎰䈆㣶
䬶䁳䄃䧳䄾㐀䁳䲩
䲩䄃
䁳䄃䎰
㨟㯜䁳㣶䁳䚱
䁳㑛䬶䆇䈆䚱䁳
䲩㳉
䄃䲩䄾䚱㑛㨟䁳䁳㣶㯜
䲩䄃
䁳䈆㨟䄃
䲩㑛㲲㯜䄃䁳䄃䈆㨟㨟䲩
㲲䲩㑛㑛䁳䲩㑛㑛䧳㯜
䧳㯜䈆㲲
䲩㳉
㱨㯜’㛈㲲
䰽㲲㚫㯜’㯼
㣪䁳 㚫㐀䈆㯜䬶䁳㣶 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䬶㨟䁳䁳㯜䌥 䄃䎰䁳 㳉㲲䁳㨟䬶䁳 䆇䈆䄃䄃㐀䁳 䆇䁳䄃㱨䁳䁳㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䈆㯜㣶 㾼䈆 䋚䎰䁳—䈆㑛 䈆 䄾䈆㑛㑛㲲㖽䁳 㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃 㑛䈆䆇䁳㨟 㳉䲩㨟䄾䁳㣶 㲲㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㑛㽒䟷䌥 䄃䎰㲲㑛 㐀䲩㨟㣶 䬶䲩䚱㯜䄃’㑛 䆇㨟䲩㱨 䄃㱨㲲䄃䬶䎰䁳㣶 㲲㯜䄃䁳㯜㑛䁳㐀䟷㯼
㣪䲩㱨䁳㖽䁳㨟䌥 㳉䲩㨟 䎰㲲䄾䌥 㨟㲲㚫䎰䄃 㯜䲩㱨 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䲩㑛䄃 㲲䄾䧳䲩㨟䄃䈆㯜䄃 䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 㱨䈆㑛 䄃䲩 䧳䚱䄃 䄃䎰䁳 ‘㛈㱨㲲㯜 䙳㯜䈆㽒䁳㑛 䰽㲲㯜㚫’ 䆇䈆䬶㽒 䲩㯜䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 ‘䄃㨟㲲䈆㐀 䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㻦䈆㲲䈆’㑛 䆇䲩㣶䟷㯼
㲲䌥䄃䲩㑛㯜㑛䲩㐀䄾䁳
䌥䁳㳉㑛㐀䁳㲲㐀㑛
㑛㐀㑛䲩䁳䚱㐀㑛
䈆
䁳㑛㯼㐀㐀䎰
䈆㯜㣶
䁳䄾㲲㐀㯜㚫䟷䁳㑛
䁳䈆㚫㬢
䄾䈆䁳䁳㲲㨟㯜㣶
䙳䎰䁳
䄃䬶㖽㯜䈆䈆
䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䬶䈆䚱䄃㲲䲩䚱㑛㐀䟷 䈆䧳䧳㨟䲩䈆䬶䎰䁳㣶 䎰䁳㨟—䎰㲲㑛 䎰䈆㯜㣶㑛 㑛㲲䄾䚱㐀䄃䈆㯜䁳䲩䚱㑛㐀䟷 䎰䁳㐀㣶 䄃䎰䁳 㨟䁳㑛䄃䲩㨟䁳㣶 䜪㐀䈆䬶㽒 䰽㲲㯜㚫䌥 㚫䁳㯜䄃㐀䟷䌥 㚫䁳㯜䄃㐀䟷䌥 䈆㲲䄾㲲㯜㚫 䄃䲩 䧳㐀䈆䬶䁳 㲲䄃 䲩㯜 ‘䄃㨟㲲䈆㐀 䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㻦䈆㲲䈆’㑛 䎰䁳䈆㣶䚙
㛈㲲䄾䁳 㑛䁳䁳䄾䁳㣶 䄃䲩 㑛㐀䲩㱨 㣶䲩㱨㯜—㑛䲩 䄾䚱䬶䎰 䄃䎰䈆䄃 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㳉䁳㐀䄃 䎰䁳 䎰䈆㣶 㨟䁳䄃䚱㨟㯜䁳㣶 䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 䄃㲲䄾䁳 䲩㳉 䎰㲲㑛 䬶䲩㯜㑛䬶㲲䲩䚱㑛㯜䁳㑛㑛 㑛㐀䚱䄾䆇䁳㨟䌥 䁳㖽䁳㨟䟷 㑛䁳䬶䲩㯜㣶 㱨䈆㑛 䈆 䄃䲩㨟䄃䚱㨟䁳 㳉䲩㨟 䎰㲲䄾㯼
‘䎰䄃㑛㯜㐀䚱䲩㣶
‘㑛䎰㣶䲩䄃䚱㯜㐀
㨟䁳䈆㽒䟷䁳㾼
䟷䲩䚱
‘㯜䁳㱨’䲩㽒
㯼䚱䧳㯼㯼
䎰䈆䁳㖽
䚱”䣠䲩
㨟㣶䚱䄾䄾䁳䚱㨟
䭗䲩㯜䄃䚱
㯼㑛䟷㳉㐀䲩䄃
㯼䁳㘴㑛㲲㯼”䄃㯼
㛈䎰䁳 䆇㐀䈆䬶㽒 㨟㲲㯜㚫 㳉㲲㯜䈆㐀㐀䟷 㳉䁳㐀㐀 䲩㯜䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 䄃䲩䧳 䲩㳉 䎰䁳㨟 䎰䁳䈆㣶䌥 䈆㯜㣶 䆇䁳㚫䈆㯜 䄃䲩 㑛㐀㲲䧳 㣶䲩㱨㯜—㲲䄃 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 ‘䬶䈆䄾䁳 䈆㐀㲲㖽䁳’䌥 䄃㨟䈆㯜㑛㳉䲩㨟䄾㲲㯜㚫 㲲㯜䄃䲩 䄃㱨䲩 㑛䄾䈆㐀㐀 䆇㐀䈆䬶㽒 㑛㯜䈆㽒䁳㑛䌥 㲲㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 䆇䚱㨟㨟䲩㱨㲲㯜㚫 㲲㯜䄃䲩 䎰䁳㨟 䎰䈆㲲㨟䌥 䆇㲲䄃㲲㯜㚫 䄃䲩㱨䈆㨟㣶㑛 䄃䎰䁳 䆇䈆䬶㽒 䲩㳉 䎰䁳㨟 䎰䁳䈆㣶㯼
䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㯜䁳㨟㖽䲩䚱㑛㐀䟷 㱨䈆䄃䬶䎰䁳㣶 䄃䎰䁳 㱨䎰䲩㐀䁳 㑛䬶䁳㯜䁳㯼㯼㯼 㳉㲲㯜䈆㐀㐀䟷䌥 䎰䁳 㑛㲲㚫䎰䁳㣶—䆇䁳䬶䈆䚱㑛䁳 㯜䲩䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 䆇䈆㣶 䎰䈆䧳䧳䁳㯜䁳㣶㯼
㲲䄃㑛䎰
䎰䄃䁳
䁳䄃䎰
䁳㐀䈆㨟䈆㣶䟷
㑛䧳䁳䈆㑛㣶
㨟䄾㨟䄃㑛䁳䲩
䧳䎰䙳㲲
䔂䄃
䄾㯜䲩䄃䚱㯜䧳㲲䲩䈆䄃䌥
䄾䁳䄃䌥㯜䲩䄾
䎰㚫㲲㐀䄃
䁳䎰䋚㑛’
㲲䈆㯜㘴䁳䲩䑦—
㾼䈆
䈆䎰㣶
㑛䚱䲩㣶㲲䁳䄃
䲩䄾䁳㨟
㲲䄃㐀㯜䁳㖽䲩
䲩䰽䈆䟷㐀
䁳㑛䈆㨟䆇
䎰䄃䁳
㯼䲩䄾䄃㯜䈆䚱㲲㯜
㐀㲲㑛䄃䧳
㩀㲲䄃䎰㲲㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜 䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀 㨟䲩䲩䄾䌥 䄾䲩㑛䄃 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 㲲㯜㳉㐀䚱䁳㯜䬶䁳 䲩䆇䄃䈆㲲㯜䁳㣶 䄃䎰㨟䲩䚱㚫䎰 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 㻦䈆㲲䈆 㲲㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 㖽䈆㯜㲲㑛䎰䁳㣶㯼 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㳉䚱㨟㨟䲩㱨䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䆇㨟䲩㱨 䈆㚫䈆㲲㯜䌥 䧳㨟䁳㑛㑛䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䎰䈆㯜㣶㑛 䲩㯜䬶䁳 䄾䲩㨟䁳 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䬶䟷㐀㲲㯜㣶㨟㲲䬶䈆㐀 䧳㲲㐀㐀䈆㨟䌥 䈆㯜㣶 䄃䎰䲩㑛䁳 㐀䲩㑛䄃 㲲䄾䈆㚫䁳㑛 㱨䁳㨟䁳 㨟䁳㑛䄃䲩㨟䁳㣶—䄃䎰䈆䄃 㲲㯜䬶㐀䚱㣶䁳㣶 䈆 㖽㲲㑛㲲䲩㯜 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 㻦䈆㲲䈆㯼
䞩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㲲䄾䈆㚫䁳䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛’㑛 䆇䲩㣶䟷 㑛䚱㳉㳉䁳㨟䁳㣶 㲲䄾䄾䁳㯜㑛䁳 㣶䈆䄾䈆㚫䁳䌥 䁳㯜䄃䈆㯜㚫㐀䁳㣶 㲲㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㨟䲩䬶㽒㑛䌥 䈆㯜㣶 䧳㐀䚱䄾䄾䁳䄃䁳㣶 䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 㚫㨟䲩䚱㯜㣶㯼
䲩㽒㯜䲩㲲㚫䑦
䎰㲲䄃㨟㚫
䄾㳉㨟䲩
㱨㑛㯼䈆䄃㲲
㳉㐀䁳䄃
䎰䄃䁳
䲩䚱䄃㑛’䬶㯜
㐀䈆䁳㨟㣶㳉
䄃䈆
㑛䧳䄃㐀㲲
䱃䈆䁳㨟䢀㐀㑛㽒㐀㲲㑛䬶䟷䈆
䄃䎰䁳
䈆䈆㲲䌥㻦
䄃䈆䎰䄃
㲲㑛㯜㚫䁳䁳
䄃䲩
䄃䎰䁳
䁳䄃㑛㣶㨟䬶䁳䄃䎰
䈆䁳㨟㯜㚫
䄃䁳䎰
䎰䁳䄃
䟷㐀㚫䌥㲲㐀㑛䎰䄃
㣶㑛䎰㐀䚱䲩㨟䁳
“㛈䲩 䎰䈆㖽䁳 㣶䈆䄾䈆㚫䁳㣶 䄾䟷 䄾䈆㑛䄃䁳㨟䧳㲲䁳䬶䁳 䄃䲩 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䁳㘴䄃䁳㯜䄃䌥 䆇䚱䄃㯼㯼㯼” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㑛㯜䁳䁳㨟䁳㣶 䬶䲩㐀㣶㐀䟷䌥 “䔂 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䬶䈆㯜㯜䲩䄃 䆇䁳 㣶䁳㑛䄃㨟䲩䟷䁳㣶 㑛䲩 䁳䈆㑛㲲㐀䟷䚙”
䔂㑛 㲲㳉 䄃䲩 㖽䈆㐀㲲㣶䈆䄃䁳 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆’㑛 㱨䲩㨟㣶㑛䌥 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䧳㐀㲲䄃 䆇䲩㣶䟷 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䄃䎰䈆䄃 㳉䁳㐀㐀 㲲㯜䄃䲩 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䲩䚱㯜䄃䈆㲲㯜’㑛 㣶䁳䧳䄃䎰㑛䌥 䄃䎰䁳 㱨䲩䚱㯜㣶㑛 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 䄾䁳㐀䄃䁳㣶 䈆㱨䈆䟷䌥 䄃㨟䈆㯜㑛㳉䲩㨟䄾㲲㯜㚫 㲲㯜䄃䲩 䈆 㐀㲲㩿䚱㲲㣶 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䈆 䄾䁳㨟䬶䚱㨟䟷䢀㐀㲲㽒䁳 㑛䎰䁳䁳㯜䌥 㚫㨟䈆㣶䚱䈆㐀㐀䟷 䄾䁳㨟㚫㲲㯜㚫㯼㯼㯼 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛 䆇䁳㚫䈆㯜 䄃䲩 㨟䁳䬶䲩㖽䁳㨟㯼
㨟䁳㑛䲩䄃䄃㲲㯜䲩㨟䈆
䄾䄃㯼㲲䁳
䈆㐀䈆㨟㑛䢀䁳㑛’㐀㑛䱃㲲㽒䬶䟷
㑛䁳㑛䄾䁳
㲲䄃
㯜䁳䁳㣶㑛
䄾䲩䁳㑛
䌥㨟䁳㖽䁳㱨䲩㣪
䎰䄃䁳
㐀㲲㑛㐀䄃
㣪䲩㱨䁳㖽䁳㨟䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䬶䲩䚱㐀㣶 㯜䲩 㐀䲩㯜㚫䁳㨟 䁳㯜㣶䚱㨟䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䆇䈆䬶㽒㐀䈆㑛䎰 䲩㳉 䧳䲩㱨䁳㨟—䆇䁳㳉䲩㨟䁳 䄃䎰㲲㑛䌥 㱨䎰䈆䄃 䄾䈆㣶䁳 䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫㑛 㱨䲩㨟㑛䁳 㱨䈆㑛 䄃䎰䈆䄃 㲲䄃 䎰䈆㣶 䄃䲩 䲩㯜䬶䁳 䄾䲩㨟䁳 䈆䬶䄃㲲㖽䈆䄃䁳 㑛䲩䄾䁳 㨟䲩䲩䄃 㳉䲩㨟䬶䁳㑛 䄃䲩 㨟䁳㑛䄃䲩㨟䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䆇㐀䈆䬶㽒 ‘㛈㱨㲲㯜 䙳㯜䈆㽒䁳㑛 䰽㲲㯜㚫’䌥 㐀䁳䈆㖽㲲㯜㚫 㲲䄃 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䁳㖽䁳㯜 㐀䁳㑛㑛 䄃㲲䄾䁳䚙
䙳䲩 㲲䄃 㚫㨟㲲䄃䄃䁳㣶 㲲䄃㑛 䄃䁳䁳䄃䎰䌥 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䈆 㳉㲲䁳㨟䬶䁳 䁳㘴䧳㨟䁳㑛㑛㲲䲩㯜㛅 “䞩䄃’㑛 䄃㲲䄾䁳 㳉䲩㨟 䄃䎰䁳 䰽䲩䟷䈆㐀 䙳䎰㲲䧳 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆 䄃䲩 㨟䁳䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟㯼”
䲩䭗䚱㯜䄃
㐀㯜䄃㨟䲩䬶䲩
䄾䧳㐀䈆
䬶䲩㯜䁳
㣶䧳䁳䁳㨟㑛㑛
䁳䄾䲩㨟
䎰䄃䁳
䟷䁳㨟㽒䁳㾼䈆
䄾䲩㯜䚱䚙䬶㐀
㲲㚫䈆䄃㑛䈆㯜
㑛䄃㲲
䞩㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䄃㱨䲩 䄾䈆㑛㑛㲲㖽䁳 䬶䲩㐀䚱䄾㯜㑛䌥 㑛䁳㨟㖽㲲㯜㚫 䈆㑛 䧳䲩㱨䁳㨟 㑛䲩䚱㨟䬶䁳㑛䌥 䆇䁳㚫䈆㯜 䄃䲩 㑛䧳㲲㯜 㱨㲲㐀㣶㐀䟷䌥 㱨䎰㲲㐀䁳 㲲䄃 䬶䲩㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 㽒䁳䧳䄃 䈆㯜 䁳䟷䁳 䲩㯜 䁳㖽䁳㨟䟷䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 䲩䚱䄃㑛㲲㣶䁳—㐀䲩㑛㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䁳 䧳䁳㨟㑛䧳䁳䬶䄃㲲㖽䁳 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 䱃䈆㐀㽒䟷㨟㲲䁳䢀䬶㐀䈆㑛㑛䌥 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆 㲲䄾䄾䁳㣶㲲䈆䄃䁳㐀䟷 㑛㱨㲲䄃䬶䎰䁳㣶 䄃䲩 䈆㯜䲩䄃䎰䁳㨟 䄾䲩㯜㲲䄃䲩㨟㲲㯜㚫 䄾䲩㣶䁳㯼
䙳䁳䁳㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䁳 䬶㐀䚱䆇 䄾䈆㲲㣶 䬶䎰䁳䬶㽒㲲㯜㚫 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 䁳㘴䧳䲩㑛䁳㣶 䎰䚱㐀㐀 䲩㳉 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆 䲩䚱䄃㑛㲲㣶䁳䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆’㑛 䆇㨟䲩㱨 㲲㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 㳉䚱㨟㨟䲩㱨䁳㣶䌥 “㩀㲲䄃䎰䲩䚱䄃 㨟䲩䟷䈆㐀 䧳䲩㱨䁳㨟䌥 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆 䬶䈆㯜㯜䲩䄃 䁳㘴䁳㨟䄃 㲲䄃㑛 㳉䚱㐀㐀 㑛䄃㨟䁳㯜㚫䄃䎰㯼㯼㯼 㣶䁳䈆㐀㲲㯜㚫 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䄃䎰㲲㑛 㲲㯜䬶䲩䄾䧳䚱䄃䈆䆇㐀䁳 䄾㲲㚫䎰䄃 䆇䁳 㣶㲲㳉㳉㲲䬶䚱㐀䄃㯼 㛈䎰䁳 㽒䁳䟷 㲲㑛 䄃䎰䁳 㐀䁳㚫㲲䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳 䈆㚫䁳㯜䄃 䎰䈆㑛 䟷䁳䄃 䄃䲩 䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟䌥 㲲㑛 䎰䁳 䎰㲲㣶㲲㯜㚫 㑛䲩䄾䁳㱨䎰䁳㨟䁳㯼㯼㯼 㣶䈆䄾㯜 㲲䄃䌥 㱨䎰䈆䄃 䁳㘴䈆䬶䄃㐀䟷 㣶䲩䁳㑛 䎰䁳 㱨䈆㯜䄃 䄃䲩 㣶䲩䚙”
䄃䚱䭗䲩㯜
㩿䚱䬶㽒㲲䟷䌥㐀
䈆
䲩㯜㱨
㲲䲩㲲䧳㨟䟷㨟䄃
䁳㯜㖽䁳
䁳䄾㲲㨟䄃䧳䲩㨟䁳䬶䎰㣪䲩
㲲㯜㩽㲲㚫㨟
㛈䎰”䁳
㲲㯜䁳䬶㑛䁳䈆㨟
㐀䈆㐀
䬶䈆㣶䈆㯜䁳䌥㣶䄃㲲
㯜䲩㱨
䄃䲩䧳
䟷䁳㣶㣶䚱㯜㐀㑛
䌥䎰䈆㨟㲲
㑛㣶䁳㨟䧳㚫䈆
㲲㑛䄃
䄃㲲㚫䄃㨟䚱㯜䄾䁳
䲩䄃
㯼㯼㯼㑛㲲
䄃㱨㑛䈆䁳”㣶䚙
䲩㯜䄃
䄾䟷
䄃㲲’㑛
㳉㲲
㨟䁳㾼䟷䁳䈆㽒
㯜䧳䲩㑛㑛㑛䁳㲲㑛䲩
㯼㯼㯼䄃䁳㨟䈆
“䜪㨟䲩䄃䎰䁳㨟㯼㯼㯼”
㻚䚱㑛䄃 䈆㑛 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㱨䈆㑛 㲲䄾䄾䁳㨟㑛䁳㣶 㲲㯜 䄃䎰䲩䚱㚫䎰䄃䌥 䄃䎰䁳 㖽䲩㲲䬶䁳 䲩㳉 䄃䎰䁳 ‘㢽㨟䲩䄃䲩䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㻦䈆㲲䈆 㨟䈆㯜㚫 䲩䚱䄃 䲩㯜䬶䁳 䈆㚫䈆㲲㯜 䆇䁳䎰㲲㯜㣶 䄃䎰䁳 㽹䈆㨟㐀㯼㯼㯼 䬶䈆䚱㑛㲲㯜㚫 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䄃䲩 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 䄃䚱㨟㯜 䈆㨟䲩䚱㯜㣶䚙
䲩䄃
䁳㨟䚱䄃㨟㯜
䄃䁳䟷㲲㯜㯜䄃㐀
㯜㚫㬢䈆㲲㚫
䈆䄃
䄃䎰䁳
䈆
㨟㑛䄾㯜䚱䚱䁳䲩
䄾䈆䄃䁳㯜
㯜㱨㲲㲲䄃䎰
㨟䌥㯜䲩䄃䲩䬶㐀
䁳㲲䧳䁳䬶
䲩䄃
䚙㯜䁳䁳㑛㨟䬶㑛
䚱䈆䬶䄃㨟㐀䈆䧳㲲㨟
㨟㚫䟷㐀䈆㯜㩽㲲㐀㲲
䄃䎰䁳
㑛㱨䈆
䄃䟷䁳㨟䲩’䲩㢽’䧳䄃
“䜪㨟䲩䄃䎰䁳㨟㯼㯼㯼”
䞩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䬶㨟䁳䁳㯜 㲲䄾䈆㚫䁳䌥 䈆 䟷䲩䚱㯜㚫 䄾䈆㯜 㱨䈆㑛 㚫㨟䈆㣶䚱䈆㐀㐀䟷 䁳䄾䁳㨟㚫㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰㨟䲩䚱㚫䎰 䄃䎰䁳 㣶㲲㑛䄃䲩㨟䄃䁳㣶 䈆㲲㨟㯼
㨟䜪㯼䲩㨟”䎰䄃”㯼䁳㯼
‘㢽㨟䲩䄃䲩䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㻦䈆㲲䈆’㑛 䆇䲩㣶䟷 䆇䁳㚫䈆㯜 䄃䲩 䄃㨟䁳䄾䆇㐀䁳 㑛㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃㐀䟷䌥 䈆㑛 䄃䎰䲩䚱㚫䎰 㨟䚱㑛䄃䁳㣶 㳉䲩㨟 䈆 䄃䎰䲩䚱㑛䈆㯜㣶 䟷䁳䈆㨟㑛䌥 㯜䲩㱨 䟷䁳䈆㨟㯜㲲㯜㚫 䄃䲩 䄾䲩㖽䁳㯼㯼㯼 㲲㯜䬶䎰 䆇䟷 㲲㯜䬶䎰䌥 㲲㯜䬶䎰 䆇䟷 㲲㯜䬶䎰䌥 㣶㨟䈆㱨㲲㯜㚫 䬶㐀䲩㑛䁳㨟㯼
㛈䎰䚱㣶—䚙䚙䚙
䲩㯜
㯼㨟䁳㯼㳉㯼䈆
䄃䲩
䎰䄃䁳
㱨䈆䟷
䈆䄃
䭗䄃䚱㯜䲩
㨟㣶㯜䚱㚫䲩
䁳䆇㑛㲲䁳㐀㣶㳉㲲
㐀㳉㲲㐀㲲㯜㚫
䎰䁳䄃
㲲䄃
㯜’㑛䄾䈆
㖽㚫㲲㲲㯜㚫
䲩㱨㐀㑛㐀䟷
㨟䈆䧳䁳㯜䈆䈆䁳䬶㯼䧳
䄃䁳䎰
䌥䬶㑛㯜䁳㨟䁳
䄾㲲䁳㚫䈆
㲲䎰䄃㑛
䎰䄃䁳
䌥㑛䁳䟷䁳
䲩䁳䄾䌥㯜䄾䄃
䄃㲲㑛
䆇㽒㯜䟷㐀䈆㐀
䧳㐀㑛䲩䬶㣶䁳䈆㐀
㑛㣶䄃䈆䁳㨟
䟷㚫㯜䚱䲩
䲩㯜
䄃䈆
䟷㾼䁳䁳䈆㽒㨟
“䞩䄾䧳䲩㑛㑛㲲䆇㐀䁳㯼㯼㯼 㲲䄾䧳䲩㑛㑛㲲䆇㐀䁳䚙䚙䚙” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 㑛䬶㨟䁳䈆䄾䁳㣶 㲲㯜 䄃䁳㨟㨟䲩㨟䌥 “䞩䄾䧳䲩㑛㑛㲲䆇㐀䁳㯼㯼㯼 䄃䎰䁳 㽹䄃䁳㨟㯜䈆㐀 㢽㨟㲲㯜䬶䁳 䎰䈆㑛 䈆㐀㨟䁳䈆㣶䟷㯼㯼㯼”
䔂䄃 䄃䎰䈆䄃 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㱨䈆㑛 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 㑛䄃䚱㯜㯜䁳㣶䚙
㑛㲲䄃
㱨䄃䎰㲲䁳
䄾䌥䧳䈆㐀
䲩㨟’䲩䄃㢽䧳䄃’䁳䟷
䬶䈆䁳䄾
㲲䄃㑛
䟷䈆䲩㐀㐀㯜䚱䄾㲲䄃㑛䚱㑛䁳
㨟䁳䬶㣶㐀䁳䈆㐀
䲩㽒䲩㐀䁳㣶
㯜䈆㣶
䞩䄃
䄃䲩
䲩㯜
㯜䆇䲩䁳
䈆㲲㻦䈆
㯜䚱㚫䟷䲩
䁳䚙㑛㯜㑛䁳㑛
䌥㨟䈆䄾
㱨㯜䲩㣶
䄾䁳㐀㨟䆇㚫䄃㲲㯜
䄃㲲
䈆䄃
䄃㑛㲲
䚱䧳
㯜䈆䄾
䎰䄃䁳
䄃䎰䁳
㽒䈆䬶䆇
㨟䁳㲲㯜䄃䁳—㑛䬶
䄃䈆
䁳䎰䄃
㲲䁳䄃㨟䁳䎰㯜㖽㚫䟷
䈆㨟㲲䈆䄃㳉䬶㐀㯜㐀䟷
䈆㯜㣶
㯜䲩
䈆䧳䄾㐀
䁳㑛㲲䬶㯜
㐀䲩㣶㽒䁳䲩
䄃䁳䎰
㽹㖽䁳㨟䟷䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫䌥 䁳㖽䁳㨟䟷䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫㯼㯼㯼
㛈䎰䁳 䄃㨟䁳䈆㑛䚱㨟䁳 䎰䈆㣶 䆇䁳䁳㯜 䲩䧳䁳㯜䁳㣶 䲩㯜䬶䁳 䆇䁳㳉䲩㨟䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䧳㐀䈆㯜 䁳㖽䁳㯜 䆇䁳㚫䈆㯜㯼
㲲㯜㲲䣠㬢’㑛
䲩䄃䁳䲩㣪㨟䁳䧳㲲䬶㨟䄾䎰
䌥㲲䄃㐀㲲㯜䈆㯜䈆䎰䁳㣶
㱨㑛䈆
㯜䎰䄃䈆
㣶㖽䈆㯜䈆䁳䬶㣶
䈆㲲㛈
㲲㚫㨟㯜㩽㲲
䄃㯼”䲩䟷䄃䧳㢽㯼䲩㨟㯼䁳
䁳䎰䄃
䲩㯜䟷㐀
䈆䜪㽒䬶㐀
㻦䈆㲲䈆
䲩㳉㨟
㨟䁳䄃䈆㨟䎰
䈆㛈㲲
䄃䞩㑛
䄃䈆䆇㐀䄃㯼䁳
㚫䈆㨟㯜㐀䈆㲲—㖽䚱㨟㑛㲲
䚱㐀䙳䲩
㲲㚫䁳㐀䈆㯜㖽
㣶䬶䁳㐀㲲䈆㯜䬶䄃䈆
‘㬢㯜䣠㲲㑛㲲
㲲㐀䈆䟷䬶㽒䢀㑛䈆䁳㑛䱃㨟㐀
䁳䎰䄃
䁳㲲㯜䲩㐀㚫
㽹㖽䁳㨟䟷䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫 㳉䁳㐀䄃 㐀㲲㽒䁳 㑛䁳㐀㳉䢀䄾䈆㣶䁳 㑛䚱㳉㳉䁳㨟㲲㯜㚫䌥 䈆㯜㣶 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䚱㳉㳉䁳㨟㲲㯜㚫 䬶䈆䄾䁳 㨟䁳䧳䁳䈆䄃䁳㣶㐀䟷 㱨㲲䄃䎰 㑛䄃㨟䈆㯜㚫䁳 㨟䁳㚫䚱㐀䈆㨟㲲䄃䟷㯼㯼㯼
“䞩䄃’㑛 䟷䲩䚱㯼㯼㯼 䭗㲲䬶䁳㨟䲩䚙䚙䚙 䣠䲩䚱 䈆㨟㨟䈆㯜㚫䁳㣶 䈆㐀㐀 䲩㳉 䄃䎰㲲㑛䚙䚙” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㨟䲩䈆㨟䁳㣶 㲲㯜 䈆㯜㚫䁳㨟 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 “䣠䲩䚱 䧳㐀䲩䄃䄃䁳㣶 䈆㚫䈆㲲㯜㑛䄃 䄾䁳䚙䚙䚙 㽹㖽䁳㯜 㲲㯜 㣶䁳䈆䄃䎰㯼㯼㯼 䟷䲩䚱’㨟䁳 㑛䄃㲲㐀㐀 䎰䈆䚱㯜䄃㲲㯜㚫 䄾䁳 䈆㑛 䈆 䣠㲲㯜 䙳䧳㲲㨟㲲䄃䚙䚙”
㲲㰿㐀䁳䎰㯜㯼㱨䈆䁳
‘㢽㨟䲩䄃䲩䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㻦䈆㲲䈆 䬶㐀䚱䄃䬶䎰䁳㣶 䎰䁳㨟 䎰䁳䈆㣶 㲲㯜 䧳䈆㲲㯜䌥 㐀䁳䄃䄃㲲㯜㚫 䲩䚱䄃 䈆㯜 䁳㖽䁳㯜 䄾䲩㨟䁳 䧳㲲䁳㨟䬶㲲㯜㚫 㑛䬶㨟䁳䈆䄾 䄃䎰䈆㯜 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆䚙
㣪䁳㨟 䆇䲩㣶䟷 㱨䈆㑛 䬶䲩䚱㨟㑛䁳㣶 㱨㲲䄃䎰 䚱㯜䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀㐀䈆䆇㐀䁳 䄃䁳㨟㨟㲲㳉䟷㲲㯜㚫 䄃䎰䚱㯜㣶䁳㨟㯼㯼㯼 䄃䎰䁳 䆇㐀䈆䬶㽒 㨟㲲㯜㚫 䎰㲲㣶㣶䁳㯜 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䁳 䆇䈆䬶㽒 䲩㳉 䎰䁳㨟 䎰䁳䈆㣶 㑛䎰䲩㱨䁳㣶 㑛䁳㖽䁳㨟䈆㐀 䄾䲩㨟䁳 䬶㨟䈆䬶㽒㑛䚙
㲲㑛䄃
䁳䟷㽒䁳㾼㨟䈆
䄃㲲㑛
㑛䈆
㣶䁳䎰䈆䬶䄃
䎰䄃䲩䆇
㐀㲲㑛㑛䌥䁳㯜䬶㯜䟷䈆䄃
㯜㣶䈆
䄃䎰㨟䁳䈆䄃䁳㯜㲲㯜㚫
䭗䚱㯜䄃䲩
䄃䲩
䁳䲩䆇㯜
㯜䲩䄃䁳䚙䄾䄾
㱨㑛䈆
䈆㐀䄾䧳
䈆㨟䄾
䚱䁳㣶㳉㑛
䎰䁳㱨㲲䄃
㯜㲲䄃䲩
䁳䎰䄃
䁳㣶㯜䌥㨟䁳㚫䈆
䈆䟷㯜
㨟䄾䈆
䎰㑛䬶䁳䲩㣶㽒
䲩㑛㽒䎰䲩
㳉㲲
㳉䄾㨟䲩
䈆䄃
“䭗㲲䬶䁳㨟䲩䚙䚙 䣠䲩䚱 䚱㐀䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳㐀䟷 㨟䁳㳉䚱㑛䁳 䄃䲩 㐀䁳䄃 䄾䁳 㲲㯜䎰䁳㨟㲲䄃 䟷䲩䚱㨟 㐀䁳㚫䈆䬶䟷䚙䚙䚙” 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 䟷䁳㐀㐀䁳㣶 㲲㯜 㳉䚱㨟䟷 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䚙
䞩䄃 㑛䚱㣶㣶䁳㯜㐀䟷 㨟䈆㲲㑛䁳㣶 䄃䎰䁳 㱨䎰㲲䄃䁳 䆇䲩㯜䁳 䧳䈆㐀䄾䌥 䧳䲩㲲㯜䄃㲲㯜㚫 㲲䄃 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䁳 ‘㢽㨟䲩䄃䲩䄃䟷䧳䁳’ 㻦䈆㲲䈆䌥 䄃䎰䁳 䬶㨟䈆䬶㽒䁳㣶 㛈㱨㲲㯜 䙳㯜䈆㽒䁳㑛 䰽㲲㯜㚫 㑛㐀䲩㱨㐀䟷 㨟䁳䬶䲩㖽䁳㨟㲲㯜㚫㯼
䲩䑦㚫㯜
䲩㯜
䈆䁳䄾䄃㐀
㲲㱨䄃䎰
䄃䎰䁳
㨟㚫䚱䲩䧳
㳉䲩
䚱㯜㣶㑛䲩
䟷䆇
䎰䁳䄃
䁳䎰䄃
䲩䄾䁳㨟
㣶㲲䁳㨟㚫䆇
䣠䁳䄃
㨟䈆䎰㣶䁳
䄃䲩㯜㨟䲩䬶㐀
㑛䄾䬶㨟䁳㑛䈆
㯼㲲㧫㨟䚱䲩
㨟䲩䲩䄃䧳䄃䟷’㢽’䁳
䁳䎰䄃
䲩䌥㨟䄾䲩
䁳䎰䄃
—㨟䁳㚫㯜㲲㲲䬶䁳䄃䎰䧳
㐀䈆㨟㐀䬶䁳䟷
㖽䁳䁳㨟
㯜㳉䬶㯜㣶㲲䲩䁳
㨟䁳䧳䄃䁳䄃㣶䁳䈆㯜
㱨㚫㨟䁳
䄾䈆㲲㯜
㛈䎰䁳䟷 㣶㲲㣶㯜’䄃 㽒㯜䲩㱨 㱨䎰䈆䄃 㱨䈆㑛 䎰䈆䧳䧳䁳㯜㲲㯜㚫 㲲㯜㑛㲲㣶䁳 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䧳䎰䁳㨟䁳䌥 䄾䁳㨟䁳㐀䟷 㳉䁳㐀䄃 䄃䎰䈆䄃 䈆㯜 䲩䧳䧳㨟䁳㑛㑛㲲㖽䁳 㳉䲩㨟䬶䁳䌥 㐀㲲㽒䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䲩䬶䁳䈆㯜 㲲㯜 䈆 㑛䄃䲩㨟䄾䌥 㱨䈆㑛 䬶䲩䄾䧳㨟䁳㑛㑛䁳㣶 㱨㲲䄃䎰㲲㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䧳䎰䁳㨟䁳䚙
䔂䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 䭗䲩䚱㯜䄃 㾼䁳㽒㨟䁳䟷䈆 㲲㯜㑛㲲㣶䁳 䄃䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㯜 䬶䲩㯜䄃㨟䲩㐀 㨟䲩䲩䄾 䬶䲩䚱㐀㣶 䆇䈆㨟䁳㐀䟷 㑛䄃䈆㯜㣶䌥 㚫䈆㬢㲲㯜㚫 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䁳 䟷䲩䚱㯜㚫 䄾䈆㯜 䲩㯜 䄃䎰䁳 㑛䬶㨟䁳䁳㯜䌥 㑛㯜䁳䁳㨟㲲㯜㚫㛅 “㩀䎰䈆䄃 㲲㳉 䟷䲩䚱’㨟䁳 㐀䁳㚫㲲䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳㯼㯼㯼 㱨䎰䈆䄃 㲲㳉 㲲䄃’㑛 㨟䁳䈆㐀㐀䟷 䟷䲩䚱䚙 䚾䈆䬶㲲㯜㚫 䟷䲩䚱㨟 ‘㑛㲲㑛䄃䁳㨟’㯼㯼㯼 䎰䈆䎰䈆䎰䈆䚙䚙䚙 䭗㲲䬶䁳㨟䲩䌥 䟷䲩䚱 䚱㯜㣶䁳㨟䁳㑛䄃㲲䄾䈆䄃䁳㣶 䄾䁳䚙䚙䚙”
䲩㨟㐀䟷䈆
䄃䲩
䧳㨟䲩䁳㱨
䟷䲩䚱㨟
㘴䑦㲲䁳䈆
䄃䁳䎰
䚙䄾䁳
䲩㳉㨟
㻦䚙”䈆㲲䈆
䄃㳉䚱”㐀䁳䚙㑛㐀䚙䚙
䔂㯜㱨㽒䈆䁳
䁳䈆㲓㯜㐀㑛䎰
“䰽䁳㯼㯼㯼 㐀䁳䈆㑛䁳㯼㯼㯼”
㯼㯼㯼
㯼㯼㯼
䜪䈆㯜㚫—䚙䚙䚙䚙
䔂 䆇䁳䈆䄾 䲩㳉 㐀㲲㚫䎰䄃 㑛䄃㨟䚱䬶㽒 䄃䎰䁳 㑛㩿䚱䈆㨟䁳 䲩䚱䄃㑛㲲㣶䁳 㢽䁳㯜㚫㐀䈆㲲 㢽䈆㐀䈆䬶䁳—㖽䁳㨟䟷 䬶㐀䲩㑛䁳 䄃䲩 䑦䚱䲩 㮘㲲䚱㯼
㯜䄃㲲㯜䟷䈆䄃㐀㑛
䈆㣶䄾㲲
䁳䈆㑛㐀㣶䆇䄃
㲲䈆㑛㯜㯼䎰䁳㣶㖽
䲩㳉
䄃䲩䎰㑛
䁳䲩䄾㯜䄾䄃
㣶䈆㯜
䈆㩿㑛䌥䁳䚱㨟
䄾㑛㲲䈆㖽䁳㑛
䄃䎰䁳
㨟䁳䎰
㐀㳉㑛䈆䎰
䈆
䄃䈆
䑦䲩䚱
䈆䎰䌥㯜㣶
㐀㳉䌥䈆䄾䁳
㳉䲩
䟷㨟㯜䁳䁳㚫
㐀䬶㽒䆇䈆
䈆
㖽䁳㱨䈆㣶
㲲㣶㑛䁳㨟䆇
䎰㛈䁳
㑛䄃䈆䲩㨟㱨㣶
㮘䎰䁳㲲䚱䄃—
䬶䁳㯜㨟䲩㨟
㲲䎰䄃㑛
䆇䁳㑛㨟㲲㣶
䄃䎰䁳
“㰿䈆㑛䄃䁳㨟㯼㯼㯼” 㛈䎰䁳 䄾䈆㲲㣶 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃 㑛䄃䈆㨟䁳㣶 䆇㐀䈆㯜㽒㐀䟷 䈆䄃 䎰䁳㨟 䄾䈆㑛䄃䁳㨟㯼
䑦䚱䲩 㮘㲲䚱 䎰䁳㐀㣶 䈆 㑛䬶㨟䲩㐀㐀 䧳㲲䬶㽒䁳㣶 䚱䧳 㳉㨟䲩䄾 䄃䎰䁳 㚫㨟䲩䚱㯜㣶䌥 㑛㐀䲩㱨㐀䟷 䚱㯜㳉䚱㨟㐀㲲㯜㚫 㲲䄃㯼
㛈䁳䎰
䈆㑛㱨
䁳䎰䄃
䁳䁳䁳㑛㨟㯜
㚫㲲㨟㐀
䧳㚫㯜䈆㲲䄃㯜㲲
㨟㚫㯼㯼䚱㐀㳉䁳䈆䬶㯼
䬶䎰㯼䈆㲲㨟
㯜㲲
㯜䄾䈆
䄃䎰䁳
䄃䎰䁳
䈆㣶㯜
㯜䈆㣶
䆇䁳䁳㣶㑛㲲
䟷㚫䲩䚱㯜
㛈䎰䁳䟷 䈆䧳䧳䁳䈆㨟䁳㣶 㲲㯜㑛䄃䈆㯜䄃㐀䟷 㲲㯜 䑦䚱䲩 㮘㲲䚱’㑛 㑛㲲㚫䎰䄃㯼
䔂䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 㲲䄃 㑛䁳䁳䄾䁳㣶 䑦䚱䲩 㮘㲲䚱 㑛䈆㱨 㑛䲩䄾䁳䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫䌥 㐀㲲㽒䁳 㲲㐀㐀䚱㑛㲲䲩㯜 㐀㲲㽒䁳 㨟䁳䈆㐀㲲䄃䟷㯼
䚱㑛䬶㑛䲩㯜㐀䄃䁳
䈆㳉㐀㯜㲲㚫㐀
䔂䄾㚫㯜䲩
㨟䄃㑛䈆䌥㑛
㯜㑛㐀䁳䟷䁳䄾㲲㚫
㲲㚫㐀㨟
䁳䲩㨟㣶䚱㲲㖽㚫㯜
䧳㐀㨟㲲䎰㱨䲩㐀䲩
䲩㯜㲲䄃
㯼㐀㳉㯼㐀䁳㯼
䬶䧳㐀䆇䈆䈆䁳
䈆
䲩㐀䟷㑛㐀㱨
㐀㐀䈆
㳉䲩
䄃䎰䁳
䄃䈆㑛㨟㯼㑛
㨟䄃㚫䁳䈆
䙳䎰䁳 㑛䄾㲲㐀䁳㣶䌥 䈆㯜㣶 㱨䁳䧳䄃䌥 䎰䁳㨟 䆇䁳䈆䚱䄃䟷 䎰䁳䈆㨟䄃㨟䁳㯜㣶㲲㯜㚫䌥 䎰䁳㨟 㐀㲲䧳㑛 㚫䁳㯜䄃㐀䟷 㩿䚱㲲㖽䁳㨟㲲㯜㚫䌥 䄃㨟䟷㲲㯜㚫 䄃䲩 㑛䈆䟷 㑛䲩䄾䁳䄃䎰㲲㯜㚫㯼㯼㯼
㛈䎰䁳 㑛䬶䁳㯜䁳 㑛㱨㲲㳉䄃㐀䟷 㳉䈆㣶䁳㣶䌥 䑦䚱䲩 㮘㲲䚱 㲲㯜㑛䄃㲲㯜䬶䄃㲲㖽䁳㐀䟷 䎰䁳㐀㣶 䎰㲲㑛 㳉䲩㨟䁳䎰䁳䈆㣶䌥 䬶㐀䲩㑛䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䁳䟷䁳㑛㯼
䲩㳉
—䎰㑛㨟䲩䄃㨟䲩㨟㲲䎰
䎰䁳㛈
㱨䈆㑛
䎰䁳㨟
㯜䈆
䈆䄾㑛㲲’㣶
䧳㘴㑛䁳㑛㨟㲲䲩䁳㯜
㑛㰿䚙䈆䄃䁳””㨟
䲩䎰㣶䁳㑛㱨
㳉䈆䁳䬶
㑛㐀㑛䲩
䬶䲩㯼䧳䚱㨟䁳䄾㑛䲩
㳉䲩
㨟㳉㲲䄃㑛
䑦䚱䲩 㮘㲲䚱 䲩䧳䁳㯜䁳㣶 䎰㲲㑛 䁳䟷䁳㑛 䈆䄃 䄃䎰㲲㑛 䄾䲩䄾䁳㯜䄃䌥 㑛䎰䲩䲩㽒 䎰㲲㑛 䎰䁳䈆㣶䌥 㐀䲩䲩㽒㲲㯜㚫 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䈆䄃 㑛㽒䟷䌥 䈆䄃 䄃䎰䁳 䰽䲩䟷䈆㐀 䙳䎰㲲䧳 䑦䁳㘴㲲䈆䌥 䈆㯜㣶 䄾䚱㨟䄾䚱㨟䁳㣶㛅 “㻦䈆㲲䈆㯼㯼㯼”
“㰿䈆㑛䄃䁳㨟䓈”
䈆
䞩
㲲䄾䁳䄃
䄃㽒㯼㯼㯼䎰㲲㯜
䆇䄃㲲
䚱䲩䑦
䁳㨟䄃䚱䁳䄃䄾㣶
䣠䌥䁳
㨟䲩䁳䄾
䄾㲲㐀㑛䎰䁳㛅㳉
䣠䚱䲩”
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