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Jul 2018
ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᶜᵒⁿᶜʳᵉᵗᵉ ᵃᵐᵘˢᵉˢ ᵐᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵐⁱˡᵉˢ ᶠᵃᵏᵉᵈ ᵇʸ ʰᵘᵐᵃⁿⁱᵗʸ
ᴬˢ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏˡᵉˢ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛᵉⁱⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵃᵈⁿᵉˢˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵗʳⁱᶜᵏᵉʳʸ
ᴹᵃʸ ᴵ ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵈᵉˢᶜᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ˢˡᵒʷ
ᴸⁱᵏᵉ ˢᵖⁱᵈᵉʳˢ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᶜᵒʳⁿᵉʳˢ
ᴼʳ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ ᵒᶠ ʷᵒᵉ
ᴹᵘˢᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵖˢʸᶜʰᵒˢ ᵇᵉᵍ
ᴹᵉʳᶜʸ ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ˢʰᵒʷ
ᴵ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ʸᵒᵘ
ᴵⁿ ᵐᵃⁿʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ, ˡⁱᵏᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵃⁱⁿ ᶜᵒᵐᵉᵗʰ ᵈᵒʷⁿ
ᶠᵒʳ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ ᵗʰᵉʸ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ˢʰᵉᵈ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ
ᴼᶠ ᵐʸ ᵐᵉᵃˡ
ᴰᵒ ᵗʰᵉˢᵉ ᶜʰⁱˡᵈʳᵉⁿ ᵗʳʸ ᵈᵉᶜⁱᵖʰᵉʳⁱⁿᵍ
ᵀʰᵉʸ ˢʰᵃⁿ'ᵗ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵃ ʷᵃʸ
ᶠᵒʳ ᴵ ᵃᵐ ⱽᵉⁿᵃˡˢᵃᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ
ᴹᵃⁿⁱᵃ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃʸ
ᶜᵒᵐᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵐᵉ
ᴵ ˢʰᵃˡˡ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵃᵏᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵐʸ ᵖʳᵉʸ
ᴵ ᵃᵐ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ
ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ ᵐⁱⁿᵉ
ᴸᵉᵗ ᵘˢ ᵃˡˡ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ᵒᵘʳ ʷᵃʸ

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