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𝓣𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡. 𝑀𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑝𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡 𝐻𝑎𝑤𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑤𝑖𝑡𝘩 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑝.
𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑙𝑒. 𝑁𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑠𝑒𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑠𝘩𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚. 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑙𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛
𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑙𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑒𝑚. 𝑇𝘩𝑒𝑦 𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠. 𝑃𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑎𝑡
𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑡 𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑘𝑖𝑛. 𝐷𝑎𝑦 𝑖𝑛, 𝑑𝑎𝑦 𝑜𝑢𝑡, 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒, 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑡, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑒𝑠. 𝐻𝑎𝑤𝑡𝘩𝑜𝑟𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑜𝑘
𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝘩𝑒𝑙𝑑 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑔𝘩𝑡…’𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑖𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝘩𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝘩𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑑 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠:
“𝓝𝑜 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝘩𝑖𝑠. 𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑐𝘩!”
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