Friday: Morning talk


๐•ƒ๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ:

๐— ๐—ผ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜๐—ถ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ ๐—น๐—ถ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜„๐—ฒ'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€ ๐—ฒ๐˜€๐—ฝ๐—ฒ๐—ฐ๐—ถ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น๐˜† ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ณ๐—ฒ (๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—น). ๐—œ๐—ณ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฎ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ฒ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜„๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚'๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ณ๐˜‚๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ท๐˜‚๐˜€๐˜ ๐—น๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—ผ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐—ฎ ๐—บ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜. ๐—”๐˜€๐—ธ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—น๐—ณ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€. ๐—›๐—ผ๐˜„ ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—œ ๐—ณ๐—ถ๐—ด๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜? 

๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง; ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐š ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ. 


๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐๐ž๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š ๐๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ข๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ.


๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐›๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ. ๐’๐จ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ฆ๐ ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ.


๐€๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ.๐‡๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ž๐ฐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ข๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ.


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