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pistolmadeofroses · 10 days
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A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE. Repost with the information of your muse, including headcanons, etc. if you fail to achieve some of the facts, add some other of your own!
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Name: haley stevens
Nickname/s: hales, haley baley
Titles: /
Age: 25
Species: human
Sex: cis female
Nationality: american
Parents: @zeitrcisende is my mom (biology is stupid, lol)
Siblings: emily stevens
Interests: photography, luxury, sad county music (yes, that's very specific), fashion, beauty, traveling
Profession: content creator and podcast owner
Body type: small and petite
Eyes: blue-green, it's a matter of light
Hair: long and blonde, mostly worn down
Face: oval, small nose, full lips, never seen without any make up on, often overdoing the highlighter, rather wearing lipgloss than lipstick
Skin: tanned, a heart tattoo on the left wrist and a bunny somewhere you'll never see
Posture: perfect due to years of dance classes and beauty pageant, I dare you to put a book on my head
Height: 5.3 feet (1,66 m)
Voice: soft with a bitchy undertone (yes, always) , a southern accent she usually tries to hide
Signature outfit: short denim skirt with a carmen top, diamond-necklace from her grandmother and pumps
Significant other: nop
Companions: my besties @cherryflavouredconversation and @alaskancold
Strength: honest, loyal, self control
Weakness: my ego and attitude (joking, I'm perfect), snobbish, lazy
Fruits: coconuts & raspberries over everything
Colors: golden, baby blue, rose, white
Drinks: iced coffee with coconut sirup, occasionally wine, definitely never algae smoothies (you should so buy them)
Smokes: never ever.
Drugs: never ever.
Drivers license: yes, but I'm a passenger princess for life
Tagged by @milayaprintsessa
Tagging @zeitrcisende @monarchiarebel @ghculism @isntit--lovely
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coastercrushed · 1 day
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not me being sad at a tiki bar
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evoblue · 3 months
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Blue is ice/fire. It makes sense in my mind.
As a bonus, her tera type would be ghost.
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yanagochi · 1 year
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NEGATIVE QUALITIES zodiac edition  ›  yana.  
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bold what definitely applies to your muse. italicize what somewhat applies to your muse. repost, and do not reblog.
ARIES: tries to do everything at once, doesn’t know when to stop and take care of themselves, bends over backwards for everyone even if someone did them dirty, has entirely too much on their plate.
TAURUS: idealistic, spends a lot of time trying to impress others, doesn’t like to apologize, eating is a coping mechanism or just addictive personalities in general, a tad codependent.
GEMINI: the most flip floppy people ever, what’s today’s mood?, never apologizes, in denial 90% of the time, their way is the highway, desperately needs a break, they have a hard time setting goals because their goals scare them.
CANCER: the literal meaning of I’ll give you the shirt off my back, isolates themselves in fear of someone hurting them, wants to change but is scared of change, complains a lot but never takes advice people give them.
LEO: no one takes them seriously because they feel they always have to portray themselves as the fun one, is actually really sad inside, honestly needs a hug, exhausted always.
VIRGO: can dish it but can’t take it, rushes everything, anxious, plans their future but forgets to live in the moment, sometimes ignores their friends because they have so much on their mind, talks about themselves a lot and sometimes forgets to ask the other person how they are.
LIBRA: solves everyone’s problems but their own, is actually really sad and lonely, gets easily heartbroken but tries not to show it, will do anything to justify bad decisions, honestly just wants everyone to love them but doesn’t really love themselves.
SCORPIO: easily set off, will give anyone the cold shoulder at any time even without reason, keeps a lot in, so observant that they oftentimes find out things that hurt them, too many “what ifs” swirling in their heads, has trouble showing their true selves.
SAGITTARIUS: impatient, brash, commitment issues, body issues, doesn’t realize they don’t need to change for anyone, has a lot of different goals to a point where they get overwhelmed, just wants to disappear and do what they want without anyone questioning them.
CAPRICORN: scared people won’t like them unless they’re at the top of their game 24/7, takes a LOT for them to talk about their feelings, secretly struggling, fake happy, needs a plan but doesn’t know what that plan is, confident but insecure at the same time, wants to be stable but sometimes wishes they could drop everyone’s expectations of them and live normally.
AQUARIUS: gets heartbroken like 30 times a week, trust issues, can be unmotivated and disinterested, feels they have to adapt to every person they meet so they can be liked, doesn’t know how to tap into their emotions despite being very intuitive, confused, expects little.
PISCES: empathetic often to a point of no return, plays the victim, doesn’t know when to say no, cynical, hermit, is very impatient, trusts everyone too much, can be secretly very critical and judgemental, can only tolerate maybe ten minutes of social interaction, needs a lot of validation.
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vict7r-a · 5 months
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when padme first wins, her accent is much thicker than it is at the time of the rebellion — some mix between a pacific northwest & a midwest accent, adopted from the odd geographic lines district 7 draws. the capitol didn’t like it very much and so she was taught to let it go as much as she could (by ages 18-20 it more so comes out when she’s talking to others in her district, and by her 30s only when she’s overwhelmed or angry).
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gbardot · 8 days
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❝  The holes in your life are permanent. You have to grow around them, like tree roots around concrete; you mould yourself through the gaps. ❞
Age: 34
Gender identification: Cis female, she/her
Residential area: Midtown
Occupation: disgraced former ballerina & currently unemployed
Two positive traits: Passionate & disciplined
Two negative traits: Impulsive & indecisive
Length of time in Wilmington: 18 years, returned 3 months ago
Faceclaim: Phoebe Tonkin
hair ribbons and pointe shoes, a record player spinning old jazz and classical tunes, empty coffee cups about and empty wine bottles by the bathtub, breaking into dance while walking, candle wax melted onto too many surfaces, and a radiant smile that hides how lost she really is
Trigger Warnings: death, heart disease
Born into a world that she never quite felt like she belonged in, Genevieve Bardot was always a particular child with an affinity for the complexities of life and the more profound problems most people around her faced. For Genevieve, the solutions were always secure, cut, and dry— she could take emotion out of her decisions, believing that it merely clouded her judgment and produced muddy results. Even as a child Genevieve didn’t fall into line with the other kids she grew up with. As her friends were playing house or imagining worlds of fantasy and lore, Genevieve preferred the reality she could understand. For her parents it made her a straightforward child, they knew what to expect of her in any given situation and yet at the same time they never knew what it was she was thinking, just that she was continuously thinking. The gears in her head turned as she grew into a resolute girl sure of her every decision.
Many people mistook Genevieve for cold, detached— harsh even but those who truly knew her could never doubt that Genevieve Bardot was full of passion. At least, when it came to ballet and when it came to the stage and the lights— her first pair of pointe shoes and her first solo. From the time Genevieve could stand on two legs the girl was enrolled in ballet, it was one of the many electives her affluent family afforded her, and it was the only she found any interest in. It was a regimen sport, that demanded discipline and fluidity, determination and passion— it was a fine line that you had to toe to be considered a valuable dancer, and it was made all the more difficult when you had to do it en pointe. Ballet was Genevieve’s first passionate love in her life. Her studies were often slid to the side; paying and bribing the honor roll students in her private school to ensure she maintained her grades while she focused on her true ambition; Palais Garnier, the Paris Ballet.
All of her ambition and hard work surely paid off as after high school Genevieve was admitted to a space in the New York Ballet company. For years Genevieve worked her way through the company until she finally made her way to the coveted space of a soloist. Her dream was in her sights, Benjamin Millepied was coming to the states to audition Ballerinas. The likelihood of any of the dancers even being considered was a phenomenal chance, but Genevieve was determined to dance her heart out anyway. The day came, and her audition was set in mere hours when the news rolled in; her brother was dead. A heart defect, an anomaly that no one had accounted for. Devastation gripped Genevieve, her brother was the only person in the world who she felt truly understood her. The only person who she knew never judged a moment of her existence, who supported her in every endeavor and suddenly and without warning, he was gone.
Genevieve still went on for her audition, and as she danced through her grief, she ended feeling as if she had ultimately failed and let herself down. There was no way she thought she would be getting that position, and yet through the grapevine, there were whisperings that there were two dancers Benjamin Millepied was considering. She and another soloist who had been her most fierce competition her entire career. It was no secret the girls were enemies, always head to head vying for the position of the next Prima Ballerina at their company. Genevieve felt as if she had no chance against her, not after her performance, not after her brother’s death. Then suddenly her competition was in the hospital, a broken leg. It was a scandal bigger than Tonya Harding. A would-be prima ballerina in her prime was the main suspect of the attack on the young ballerina; Genevieve Bardot.
Genevieve’s career ended violently, the ballet world blacklisted her, and suddenly every ounce of her hard work was ripped from her. Every passion, everything she had left to love was pulled away with the same warning as her brother’s untimely demise. Genevieve was devastated; a villain in the eyes of the media, and there seemed to be no future for the girl. Then in a desperate stumble, she found herself packing up and moving to Paris despite the scandal once Aurélie Dupont became the new director of dance. In the haze of a night on the town, desperate for work, Genevieve found herself swept up by Purgatoire; a sideshow type of dark club. It felt like the most uncertain thing Genevieve had ever done in her entire life since the death of her brother, but the next night she was lacing up her pointe shoes equipped with knives as the most delicate point she would ever dance on. As Genevieve danced precariously, she’d release herself from the blades, and with a flourish of years of practice, Genevieve would dance to unique choreography as she took her anger and grief out on the stage. Twirling endlessly like a dancer stuck inside of a music box unsure of what her next move was or if this was now her forever. A year of sideshow work, not a chance of regaining footing in the ballet, Genevieve made her way home to Wilmington— where her family needed her. Frustrated, lonely, and directionless Genevieve is trying to find her way.
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aparedes · 8 days
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❝ I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone. ❞
Age: 40
Gender identification: Cis female, she/her
Residential area: Masonboro
Occupation: Book cover artist & voice actor
Two positive traits: Independent & compassionate
Two negative traits: Hedonistic & aloof
Length of time in Wilmington: 25 years
Faceclaim: Nathalie Kelley
sunset gazing from the porch, wine drunk late night texts and calls to ghosts, paint stained fingers, always remembers your name, a wild spark that devours from within, an ipad pro and sketchbook weighing down her bag, a faint accent from a distant life, and eyes that can't hide the pain of unfulfillment
Trigger warnings: death
Born and raised in Lima, Peru, Angelia’s earliest memories are of running around the resort hotel both of her parents worked at. Her mother was a desk clerk and her father was a groundskeeper. They were a small but happy family that loved smiling and the company of each other. It was Angelia’s childhood where she remembers feeling the most love in her life. Even before she could walk her body was in motion trying to dance and wiggle around. So once she’d taken those first steps and elated her parents, Angelia was enrolled in dance class with what little money they could set aside for it. Sometimes each of her parents worked overtime and extra shifts just so that they could afford things for her, and their sacrifices and hard work has never been forgotten. Passionate, competitive, and a bit of a perfectionist, Angelia excelled in dance and began performing with a dance team all over the city. No matter how tough the schedules her parents had they always made it to her recitals and performances. Even more, they always expressed just how proud they were of her..
When Angelia was 15 there was an incident at the hotel resort and her father ended up as collateral damage in trying to intervene and deescalate a terrible situation. The sudden loss was devastating to that small, close-knit family. Angelia and her mother ended up moving not long following her father’s funeral to Wilmington, North Carolina where her mother had obtained a job transfer. There was a lot to work through when it came to immigration, but seeing as Angelia’s aunt and her mother’s sister had made the move some near 10 years earlier she helped the grieving pair through the process. The loss had tormented Angelia’s mother so much that home didn’t feel like home anymore. Without her father her mother couldn’t stay in Lima and be reminded of him everywhere. Plus, she needed to be close to her sister.
For the teenager the move was difficult. Not just because of losing her father but also due to transitioning to an American school system where her strong Peruvian accent proved to be a challenge. Angelia had always been fluent in English, she’d been raised speaking both languages, but Spanish had always been the preferred and most spoken in her household. Too often, out of habit, she would slip into Spanish when speaking. Angelia struggled in school but that led her to discover an unknown talent— she could draw and draw quite well. She began filling up notebooks of sketches and doodles, at first not really thinking anything of it, until she came across an ad placed by a local publishing company. They were looking for a book cover artist. Out of curiosity Angelia applied and interviewed, showing her notebooks full of her abilities. They tested her, gave her a book synopsis and a note from an author and told her to return it in a week with mock covers. Angelia blew the executives away with her creations and she was hired immediately. They loved her interpretations but the job didn’t pay the best and the then 20 year old had to take up work at a local bar as a waitress and then eventually a bartender.
It was tough juggling everything at times, especially since she also liked to travel and see a bit of the world, but Angelia actually really loved her life. She loved being an artist and loved the social aspect of working in a bar. Eventually her talents would be snagged by a bigger publishing house and a much better paycheck would come her way because of it. At that time Angelia came upon yet another job opportunity on a whim. Audiobooks were on the rise and the publishing firm had just begun devotinga department to that medium. After overhearing talk of needing narrators and voice actors she offered herself up despite having zero experience. How hard could it be narrating a book?
It turned out to be very tough and required a lot of patience and skill. But, like everything else, Angelia was determined to become good at it. Now, she’s sought out by authors by name. For two reasons.
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pistolmadeofroses · 7 days
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WEIRDLY SPECIFIC BUT HELPFUL CHARACTER BUILDING QUESTIONS:
Omitted a few of the original questions; full list here.
1 . What’s the lie your character says most often? "I understand you" - i don't. you're just stupid.
2. What’s a hobby they used to have that they miss? Surfing. It's kind of hard in New York city, but growing up with the ocean right at mydoorstep, it was one of my favorite things to do.
3. If they’re scared, who do they want comfort from? Does this answer change depending on the type of fear? That's so obviously @cherryflavouredconversation. She's literally the only one on earth who wouldn't judge me and know what to say. Plus, harlow is probably amazing at slaying monsters (i hope so).
4. If they committed one petty crime / misdemeanor, what would it be? Why? Going all Carrie Underwood on my ex's car. Sounds like fun.
5. Would they eat something they find gross to be polite? Never ever and i`d make the biggest scene out of it.
tagged by @monarchiarebel
tagging @alaskancold @alescurw @milayaprintsessa @unfrgettvble @eisenflamme @emmacrlssn @zeitrcisende
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coastercrushed · 3 days
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lmaooooo
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evoblue · 4 months
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thank you @vaultingfist, this is my current favorite description of Blue for more reasons than I can explain
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sharriscn · 8 days
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❝ The people you love become ghosts inside of you, and like this you keep them alive. ❞
Age: 42
Gender identification: Cis male, he/him
Residential area: Masonboro
Occupation: Novelist
Two positive traits: Charismatic & imaginative
Two negative traits: Cynical & aloof
Length of time in Wilmington: A few months
Faceclaim: Michiel Huisman
faded jeans and a leather messenger bag hanging from his shoulder, living on coffee and daydreams, a fondness for snapping photos on his iphone, books scattered everywhere around the house, a phone permanently on vibrate, and a beard that hides the weariness his eyes cannot
Trigger warnings: illness, death, cancer, cancer treatment
Born and raised in New York, Samuel Harrison grew up in an environment that cultivated and promoted creativity— it was all surrounding. Artists of varying mediums seemed to snatch his attention wherever he went. If and when he was asked in his youth what he wanted to be when he grew into adulthood, the answers that sprang forth were photographer, filmmaker, and painter among others. Samuel’s mother was so pleased by his propensity toward the arts that from childhood he’d become her date to new curators at museums and galleries and they would talk into the late hours of the night about what they had experienced. Sometimes doing further research kept Samuel awake long past bedtime and exhausted when the next school day would come around. Eventually his father intervened and laid out some rules on Samuel’s outings with his mother, with him overhearing accusations that his mother was forcing him into her passions rather than giving him room to find his own.
This only made way for Samuel’s father to push him into sports. In junior high school and high school he dabbled in just about every sport— his father was desperate to find something that stuck. They weren’t a wealthy family, the Harrisons, and with university tuition looming in the near future Samuel’s father was looking for what would help and not bankrupt the family. Especially since there were two younger siblings to think about following Samuel. His grades were outstanding yet not a promise for an academic scholarship. A football championship and All-State titles were what brought in the full ride to Yale University. There, Samuel had his goals set on a Masters of Fine Arts in photography, thinking his future would be traveling around the world with a lens in front of him. 
As much as he loved the arts and longed to be involved in that community, Samuel stumbled into writing by way of a couple of journalism and creative writing classes. What compelled him to pursue a degree and future career in writing was his lack of confidence in his abilities. By university age Samuel had felt he knew his way around the world of art, it wasn’t a challenge for him— the football field and crafting a great story was. Eventually he graduated with honors, carrying two Masters and ready to take on the world. A move back to his home state of New York, this time in the city, set him on track for getting work at just about any publication. There was a charm and intelligence about Samuel that schmoozed people, but as hard as he tried, a career in journalism didn’t quite work out.
Only a year free from university Samuel had published his first book. It wasn’t a novel, although he was working hard on the development of his first, but a collection of essays. The subject matter, the style, and craft of language earned Samuel lots of praise. By the time his first novel was released the following year his reputation had given him an easy ride to the best seller’s list with the New York Times. Looking back years later, Samuel would readily admit that the first two novels in his detective series weren’t that great. He’d garnered a following and some fame in the book community along with positive reviews from critics. As things were going well; Samuel was able to afford a good lifestyle and support his family, champion his younger siblings as they embarked on their adult lives, and he found himself in a relationship with an artist that he wanted to fully commit to. 
The relationship and the depth of love he’d fallen into for her had felt much different— better, stronger, more secure— than any relationship he’d had before. They moved in together and Samuel considered that this might be it, that his coupling with her could lead to marriage and children. A family. The steady rise, not one without trials and complications, couldn’t last forever it seemed. The dark material in his novels ate away at him at times, at least when he was pushing at the keys of his laptop. And then one day his father called him and said he needed to come home. Samuel’s mother had fallen ill, into a coma with a doctor’s prognosis of a 45% survival rate. It wasn’t what sent him running without a word from the life he had built up— there was a darkness creeping up on him, the high possibility of losing his mother, and then a phone call that sent a chill down his spine. The words “we need to talk” echoing in his head.
A lover from the past, a relationship that ended nearly a year before Samuel got involved with his then girlfriend, had tracked him down and given him the news that she’d had his child. He was in the city, in the backseat of a taxi when he’d answered the call and on his way to the hospital where his mother was lying hooked up to machines that she couldn’t breathe without. A panicked moment from the heart sent Samuel to the airport instead, putting off a phone call to his girlfriend and to his family. At first the intention was to call when he arrived in California, but then he had gotten swept away with meeting his son and finding out how it was possible. The main question: why now? Why after five years was he only finding out? Time slipped away, then it turned out that his ex and alleged mother of his child was sick. She had treatments to go through and wanted to make sure that her son was looked after and cared for.
Time kept slipping away, and then it had been too much distance and absence. Too much silence. Samuel had lost his mother while he was west taking care of a child and a dying woman, leaving guilt to eat away at him for not being home. For not having been by his mother’s side. For not having said goodbye. While he kept feeling as though he was losing everything around him, Samuel tossed himself into another novel. It put him back on top and returned him to audiences that hadn’t heard anything from him in a couple of years. Some of his stories were being optioned and purchased for film and television. None of it filled the void that had begun opening up inside of him. It was in the will of his ex that he found that he was not actually the father of the boy he’d spent four years fathering while she’d fought through chemo treatments. There was a letter of apology but with her saying she did what she had to do. She wanted to make sure her child was cared for when she knew she’d be gone.
The boy’s family was in North Carolina and they were fighting for Ben’s custody, so Samuel moved them east to Wilmington so Ben could be with his family. He wasn’t fighting what they wanted but when the boy had asked him to stay, wanting him close because he was all the love and care he’d known outside of his mother, Samuel couldn’t say no and unpacked his bags and boxes with the plan to stay as long as Ben needed him there.
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iinfernc · 22 days
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𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 ⠀ ⠀𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐒 ⠀ ⠀𝐚𝐧𝐝⠀ ⠀ 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 . ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀𝙰𝙴𝚂. 𝚃𝙰𝙶.
the following report of financial status reflects the assets, habits, and investments of original character lukas "lucifer" vale. potentially triggering content will be present, such as mentions of explicitly sexual themes, illegal acts including insider trading, and drug and alcohol use. the author of this muse does not endorse actions and behavior taken by them.
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⁰¹𝐖𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐇.⠀ ⠀ ⠀net worth.⠀ ⠀ ⠀salary.⠀ ⠀ ⠀revenue.⠀ ⠀ ⠀accounts.⠀ ⠀ ⠀spending habits.⠀ ⠀ ⠀charitable habits. ⁰²𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐒.⠀ ⠀ ⠀property: commercial / rental / residential.⠀ ⠀ ⠀transportation. ⁰³𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒.⠀ ⠀ ⠀stocks.⠀ ⠀ ⠀bonds.⠀ ⠀ ⠀cds.⠀ ⠀ ⠀crypto.
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𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙾𝙼𝙸𝙲 𝙲𝙻𝙰𝚂𝚂: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑𝚢. 𝙽𝙴𝚃 𝚆𝙾𝚁𝚃𝙷: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝟼𝟻0 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝚄𝙰𝙻 𝚂𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝚈: ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ $𝟸𝟻0,000,000 / 𝚢𝚛. 𝙰𝙽𝙽𝚄𝙰𝙻 𝚁𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚄𝙴
𝚂𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙸𝚁𝙲𝙻𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃: $𝟽𝟾0 𝙼𝙸𝙻. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝚇𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴'𝚂 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱: $𝟸𝟸.𝟻 𝙼𝙸𝙻. 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱 𝙷𝚈𝙳𝚁𝙰: $𝟷𝟻.𝟼 𝙼𝙸𝙻. 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚅𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙾𝙸𝚁𝙴: $𝟹0𝟽 𝙼𝙸𝙻. - 𝚃𝙾𝚃𝙰𝙻: 𝟷.𝟷𝟸 𝙱𝙸𝙻.
𝙰𝙲𝙲𝙾𝚄𝙽𝚃𝚂. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚜. 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚡 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍. 𝚂𝙿𝙴𝙽𝙳𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙷𝙰𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚂. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚑𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑. 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚟𝚜. 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚑. 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢, 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘. 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚋𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝. 𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙰𝙱𝙻𝙴 𝙷𝙰𝙱𝙸𝚃𝚂. ⠀⠀⠀𝚕𝚞𝚔𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚁𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙽, 𝙶𝙰𝙰𝚃𝚆, 𝙽𝚂𝚅𝚁𝙲, 𝙿𝙿𝙵𝙰, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚆𝙴𝙳𝙾. 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 ����𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑. 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚙𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚕𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚜.
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𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙸𝚂𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚁 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙸𝚃𝙻𝙴𝚂 ⠀ ⠀. . . ⠀ ⠀𝚁𝙴𝙶𝙸𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚃𝙴𝚁: 𝙻𝚄𝙺𝙰𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝙰𝙷 𝚅𝙰𝙻𝙴
𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟾𝟽𝟻00𝟸 ) ⠀ ⠀ 𝟷𝟸𝟸𝟸 𝟼𝚃𝙷 𝙰𝚅𝙴. 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝙲𝙸𝚃𝚈, 𝙽𝚈. ⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙸𝚁𝙲𝙻𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝚀𝚄𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 ⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟿.𝟸 𝙼𝙸𝙻. - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟺𝟽𝟼𝟼𝟸𝟷 )⠀ ⠀ 𝟻0 𝚆 𝟹𝟹𝚁𝙳 𝚂𝚃, 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺, 𝙽𝚈. ⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝚇𝙴𝙲𝚄𝚃𝙸𝚅𝙴'𝚂 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱 (𝙰𝙳𝚄𝙻𝚃 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱)⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟸.𝟽 𝙼𝙸𝙻. - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟹𝟾𝟾𝟼0𝟿 )⠀ ⠀ 𝟸0 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴, 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺, 𝙽𝚈.⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱 𝙷𝚈𝙳𝚁𝙰 (𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱 𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚄𝙴)⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟽.𝟺 𝙼𝙸𝙻. - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟹𝟾𝟾𝟼𝟷0 )⠀ ⠀ 𝟸𝟷 𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴, 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺, 𝙽𝚈.⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝙲𝙻𝚄𝙱 𝙷𝚈𝙳𝚁𝙰 (𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙶𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙶𝙴) 𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟷.𝟹𝟻 𝙼𝙸𝙻. 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙰 - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟾𝟼𝟸𝟷𝟻𝟽 ) ⠀ ⠀ 𝟷0𝟷𝟷 𝟸𝟹𝚁𝙳 𝚂𝚃, 𝚂𝙰𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙾, 𝙲𝙰. ⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙸𝚁𝙲𝙻𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙾 ⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟺 𝙼𝙸𝙻. 𝙵𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙸𝙳𝙰 - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟻𝟽𝟾0𝟹𝟹 ) ⠀ ⠀ 𝟾0𝟸 𝙴𝙸𝚂𝙴𝙽𝙷𝙾𝚆𝙴𝚁 𝙳𝚁, 𝙺𝙴𝚈 𝚆𝙴𝚂𝚃, 𝙵𝙻. ⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚂𝙴𝙲𝙾𝙽𝙳 𝙲𝙸𝚁𝙲𝙻𝙴 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚃𝙰𝙸𝙽𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝚂𝚃𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙾 ⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟽.𝟿 𝙼𝙸𝙻.
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𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟽𝟽𝟻0𝟻𝟸 )⠀ ⠀ 𝟻𝟹 𝚂𝙴𝚃𝙷 𝙲𝙾𝚄𝚁𝚃, 𝙶𝚁𝚈𝙼𝙴𝚂 𝙷𝙸𝙻𝙻, 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺, 𝙽𝚈.⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚅𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙾𝙸𝚁𝙴 (𝙰𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙿𝙻𝙴𝚇)⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟷𝟸.𝟷 𝙼𝙸𝙻.
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𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟺𝟿𝟷𝟷𝟹0 )⠀ ⠀ 𝟹𝟷𝟸 𝚆 𝟾𝟷𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝚃, 𝚄𝙿𝙿𝙴𝚁 𝚆𝙴𝚂𝚃 𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴, 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺, 𝙽𝚈.⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚃𝚈⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟷𝟾.𝟸 𝙼𝙸𝙻. 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙸𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙰 - ( 𝚃 𝙽𝟺𝟽𝟾𝟽𝟼𝟺 ) ⠀ ⠀ 𝟸𝟺0 𝙲𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙴𝚂 𝙱𝙻𝚅𝙳, 𝚂𝙰𝙽 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙾, 𝙲𝙰. ⠀ 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝚃𝚈: 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙸𝙳𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙰𝙻 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚃𝚈 ⠀𝚅𝙰𝙻𝚄𝙴: $𝟻.𝟷 𝙼𝙸𝙻.
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𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 ⠀ ⠀ 𝙻𝚅𝚂-𝟿𝟼𝟺𝟸 ⠀ ⠀ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 - 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝚅𝙴𝙷𝙸𝙲𝙻𝙴 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴: 𝙻𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙾𝚁𝙶𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙸 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝙻: 𝚁𝚄𝚅𝚄𝙴𝙻𝚃𝙾 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁: 𝙽𝙴𝚁𝙾 𝙽𝙴𝙼𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚂 / 𝙵𝙸𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙷: 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 ⠀ ⠀ 𝙳𝚅𝙻 ⠀ ⠀ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 - 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙲𝚈𝙲𝙻𝙴 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴: 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝙻: 𝙼𝙾𝙽𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁+ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁: 𝙰𝚅𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁 𝙶𝚁𝙴𝚈 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝙽𝙴𝚆 𝚈𝙾𝚁𝙺 ⠀ ⠀ 𝙿𝚁𝙽𝙺𝙽𝙶 ⠀ ⠀ 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙴𝙼𝙿𝙸𝚁𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝙴 - 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝙼𝙾𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙲𝚈𝙲𝙻𝙴 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴: 𝙳𝚄𝙲𝙰𝚃𝙸 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝙻: 𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙰𝙼𝙱𝙻𝙴𝚁 𝙽𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙵𝚃 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁: 𝙽𝙴𝙱𝚄𝙻𝙰 𝙱𝙻𝚄𝙴 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳 𝙽𝚈 ⠀ ⠀ 𝟻𝟽𝟹𝟸 ⠀ ⠀ 𝚂𝙳 - 𝚃𝚈𝙿𝙴: 𝚂𝚄𝙿𝙴𝚁𝚈𝙰𝙲𝙷𝚃 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴: 𝙳𝙴𝙽𝙸𝚂𝙾𝙽 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝙻: 𝚅𝙸𝙰𝚃𝙾𝚁𝙸𝚂 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁: 𝚆𝙷𝙸𝚃𝙴 + 𝙱𝙻𝙰𝙲𝙺 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚅𝙸𝙴𝚆 𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙱𝚄𝙸𝙻𝙳
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𝙸𝙽𝚅𝙴𝚂𝚃𝙼𝙴𝙽𝚃 𝙰𝙳𝚅𝙸𝚂𝙾𝚁𝚈 𝙵𝙸𝚁𝙼: 𝙽𝙴𝙿𝙲
- 𝚂𝚃𝙾𝙲𝙺𝚂 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚘. 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 (𝚂𝙲𝙴 - 𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜), 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎, 𝚒𝚗𝚌. (𝙰𝙰𝙿𝙻), 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚗.𝚌𝚘𝚖, 𝚒𝚗𝚌. (𝙰𝙼𝚉𝙽), 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙽𝚅𝙸𝙳𝙸𝙰. 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜. - 𝙱𝙾𝙽𝙳𝚂 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚘. - 𝙲𝙳𝚜 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 $𝟸,000,000 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑𝚜. - 𝙲𝚁𝚈𝙿𝚃𝙾 ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜. 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚢𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚛𝚊.
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