𝒯ℴ𝒹𝒶𝒴

𝒯ℴ𝒹𝒶𝒴

𝒯ℴ𝒹𝒶𝒴 𝓉ℴℴ

ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝒶𝒹

𝒪𝓃ℓ𝒴 𝓈𝓃ℴ𝓌𝒻ℓ𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓈 𝒶𝓇ℯ 𝒻𝒶ℓℓ𝒾𝓃ℊ

ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝓈𝒶𝒹

𝒜 𝒸ℴℓ𝒹 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℓℴ𝓌𝒾𝓃ℊ

ℐ 𝒶𝓂 𝒶ℓ𝓈ℴ 𝒾𝓃 𝓉ℎℯ ℊ𝓇𝒾℘ ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝒶𝒹𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈

𝒰𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝒶 𝒻ℴ𝓍 𝒻𝓊𝓇 𝒸ℴ𝒶𝓉

𝒰𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇 𝓈𝓃ℴ𝓌𝒻ℓ𝒶𝓀ℯ𝓈

𝒮ℎ𝒾𝓋ℯ𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒻𝓇ℴ𝓂 𝓉ℎℯ 𝒸ℴℓ𝒹

ℐ𝓃 𝓉ℎℯ ℊ𝓇𝒾℘ ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝒶𝒹𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈

ℐ𝓃 𝓉ℎℯ 𝓈𝓌𝒶𝓂℘ ℴ𝒻 𝒷ℓ𝒶𝓂ℯ

𝒩ℴ 𝒹ℯ𝓈𝒾𝓇ℯ, 𝓃ℴ ℎℴ℘ℯ

𝒮𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒾𝓃 𝓉ℎℯ 𝒻ℓℴ𝓌ℯ𝓇 ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝒶𝒹𝓃ℯ𝓈𝓈

ℐ 𝒷𝓇𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉ℎℯ 𝒾𝓃ℯ𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶𝒷ℓℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝓉ℴ 𝓉ℎℯ 𝓃𝒾ℊℎ𝓉



-℘ℴℯ𝓉/𝒩𝒶𝓀𝒶ℎ𝒶𝓇𝒶 𝒞ℎ𝓊𝒴𝒶