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Look at your feet. You have walked this earth for nearly half a century, carrying the weight of years, duties, and ambitions. Yet only now do you realize your feet are a size 43, while you have been forcing them into a 42 all this time. You bound yourself to a tight fit and called it reality. If you could misjudge the very foundation that holds you up, what else have you misunderstood? Consider what other illusions you are wearing out of sheer habit or stubbornness. Examine what assumptions you have long outgrown but still refuse to change. Reflect on what false constraints you have needlessly placed on your mind, your work, or your judgments. If the shoe does not fit, it is not the fault of the foot. Correct the measure, acknowledge the error without regret, and walk forward in truth.

The mind is capable of wonders, yet it can inflict the deepest wounds upon the soul through a single force: belief. You have the power to convince yourself of any fiction. Recall the time you could not cross your own threshold without a vessel of water, paralyzed by the irrational dread of thirst. It was nothing but a shadow in the mind, given form and power in the physical world.

Money signals competence; beauty signals health. Women are attracted to competent men; men are attracted to healthy women.

แž˜แž“แžปแžŸแŸ’แžŸแž‡แŸ„แž‚แž‡แŸแž™แž€แŸ’แž“แžปแž„แžŸแž„แŸ’แž‚แž˜แž˜แžถแž“แžแžทแž…แžแžฝแž…แžŽแžถแžŸแŸ‹ แž–แŸ’แžšแŸ„แŸ‡แž‡แŸแž™แž‡แŸ†แž“แŸ‡แž‡แžถแžšแžฟแž„แž€แž˜แŸ’แžšแŸ” แž”แŸ‰แžปแž“แŸ’แžแŸ‚แžขแŸ’แžœแžธแžŠแŸ‚แž›แž€แž˜แŸ’แžšแž‡แžถแž„แž“แŸแŸ‡แž‘แŸ…แž‘แŸ€แž แž‚แžบแž˜แž“แžปแžŸแŸ’แžŸแžŠแŸ‚แž›แžขแžถแž…แžŸแŸŠแžผแž‘แŸ’แžšแžถแŸ†แž“แžนแž„แž€แžถแžšแž”แžšแžถแž‡แŸแž™แž‡แžถแž…แŸ’แžšแžพแž“แž›แžพแž€แž…แŸ’แžšแžพแž“แžŸแžถแžš แž แžพแž™แž“แŸ…แžแŸ‚แž”แž“แŸ’แžแžแžŸแŸŠแžผ แž“แžทแž„แž‡แžฟแž‡แžถแž€แŸ‹แž›แžพแž‚แŸ„แž›แžŠแŸ…แžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžแŸ’แž›แžฝแž“แŸ” แž–แŸ’แžšแŸ„แŸ‡แž“แŸ…แž‘แžธแž”แŸ†แž•แžปแž แž‡แŸแž™แž‡แŸ†แž“แŸ‡แž˜แžทแž“แž˜แŸ‚แž“แž‡แžถแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžขแŸ’แž“แž€แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž˜แžถแž“แž‘แŸแž–แž€แŸ„แžŸแž›แŸ’แž™แž”แŸ†แž•แžปแžแž“แŸ„แŸ‡แž‘แŸ แž”แŸ‰แžปแž“แŸ’แžแŸ‚แž‡แžถแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžขแŸ’แž“แž€แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž˜แžทแž“แž”แŸ„แŸ‡แž”แž„แŸ‹แŸ”

แž˜แž“แžปแžŸแŸ’แžŸแž‡แŸ„แž‚แž‡แŸแž™แž€แŸ’แž“แžปแž„แžŸแž„แŸ’แž‚แž˜แž˜แžถแž“แžแžทแž…แžแžฝแž…แžŽแžถแžŸแŸ‹แŸ” แž‡แŸแž™แž‡แŸ†แž“แŸ‡แž€แŸ’แž“แžปแž„แž‡แžธแžœแžทแžแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž˜แž“แžปแžŸแŸ’แžŸแž˜แŸ’แž“แžถแž€แŸ‹แŸ—แž‚แžบแž‡แžถแžšแžฟแž„แž€แž˜แŸ’แžš แž”แŸ‰แžปแž“แŸ’แžแŸ‚แžขแŸ’แžœแžธแžŠแŸ‚แž›แž€แž˜แŸ’แžšแž‡แžถแž„แž“แŸแŸ‡แž‘แŸ…แž‘แŸ€แž แž‚แžบแž˜แž“แžปแžŸแŸ’แžŸแžŠแŸ‚แž›แžขแžถแž…แžŸแŸŠแžผแž‘แŸ’แžšแžถแŸ†แž“แžนแž„แž€แžถแžšแž”แžšแžถแž‡แŸแž™แž‡แžถแž…แŸ’แžšแžพแž“แž›แžพแž€แž…แŸ’แžšแžพแž“แžŸแžถแžš แž แžพแž™แž“แŸ…แžแŸ‚แž”แž“แŸ’แžแžแžŸแŸŠแžผ แž“แžทแž„แž‡แžฟแž‡แžถแž€แŸ‹แž›แžพแž‚แŸ„แž›แžŠแŸ…แžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžแŸ’แž›แžฝแž“แŸ” แž–แŸ’แžšแŸ„แŸ‡แž“แŸ…แž‘แžธแž”แŸ†แž•แžปแž แž‡แŸแž™แž‡แŸ†แž“แŸ‡แž˜แžทแž“แž˜แŸ‚แž“แž‡แžถแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžขแŸ’แž“แž€แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž˜แžถแž“แž‘แŸแž–แž€แŸ„แžŸแž›แŸ’แž™แž”แŸ†แž•แžปแžแž“แŸ„แŸ‡แž‘แŸ แž”แŸ‰แžปแž“แŸ’แžแŸ‚แž‡แžถแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžขแŸ’แž“แž€แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž˜แžทแž“แž…แŸแŸ‡แž›แŸ‡แž”แž„แŸ‹แŸ”

How often today did I change my mind on a thing that did not matter? Which tea. Which road. Whether to send the message now or wait. Where to park before the journey has even begun. How to park a car I have not yet entered. What to eat, where to eat โ€” even when my stomach is full. Back and forth, the mind gnawing on nothing โ€” and calling it deliberation. I am not thinking. I am just restless and pretending I'm thinking. Observe it. The moment I begin to weigh two equally empty options, I am no longer deciding โ€” I am burning time I cannot get back. The hours do not return. The discipline: when the choice is between two things that change nothing, pick the first one and move on. Kill the contradiction before it breathes. Not because the decision matters โ€” but because choosing is what trains the mind to own itself. A mind that cannot rule itself in small things will not rule itself in large ones.

On walking the wrong side of the road. The wrong side shows you what approaches. The right side hides it until it is upon you. A man who cannot see what comes cannot prepare. And a man unprepared is a man undone. Walk where the danger is visible. Prefer the face of the threat to the back of ignorance. What you see, you navigate. What you do not see, masters you.

Angkor Wat was not built by one people. The engineering, the vision, the scale โ€” that required thousands of hands from across empires. Prisoners of war, skilled laborers, architects from different lands. The stone doesn't care who laid it. The French drew the borders a hundred years ago. Without that line, this land could've been Vietnam or Thailand. But Angkor sits in Cambodia. That's where it is. Claiming it was built solely by Khmer hands is a stretch. But claiming it as Khmer heritage isn't. It stands on Khmer soil. It's been Khmer for centuries. That matters. What makes Angkor remarkable isn't who built it. It's that it still stands. Empires rise, borders shift, languages disappear. The temple remains. A flower blooms today. Who tended the soil before us? Who will tend it a thousand years from now? The river doesn't remember the stone that shaped its bank. But the bank is still there.

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It is a simple truth: to walk in the light is better than to dwell in the dark. To be at peace is superior to being troubled. Yet, consider the nature of things: the universe assigns no purpose to your joy, nor does it demand your sorrow. To be happy or unhappy is ultimately indifferent to the cosmos. But you possess the power of judgment. Since you know the difference between what is pleasant and what is harsh, why would you choose to linger in misery? Do not think that you can force your soul to rejoice in an instantโ€”that is impossible. But it is entirely within your power to recognize that feeling unfulfilled is not a sweet thing to taste. Look at your unhappiness and see that it serves no end. Therefore, strip away the illusion. If there is no point to your suffering, lay the burden down. And even if you believe you have a just cause to be unhappy, you should still refuse to be. What good does it do you? The aim is not to chase a fleeting feeling, but to cultivate a life where the good outweighs the bad. Remember: sometimes events are beyond your control, but your will is your own. When the choice is yours, choose happiness. Since the final outcome is the same either way, you might as well walk the path that brings you peace.

Bob Marley was once asked if the perfect woman existed. He replied, โ€œWho cares about perfection?โ€ The moon is not perfect โ€” it is full of craters. The sea is incredibly beautiful, but it is salty and dark in its depths. The sky is always infinite, but often covered with clouds. So, everything that is beautiful is not perfect โ€” it is special. That is why every woman can be special to someone. Stop striving to be โ€œperfect.โ€ Strive to be free and to live, doing what you love, not trying to impress others.

You have bound yourself to the condition that you must retreat once every month. Be wary: what you call a necessity, manyโ€”both the rich and the poorโ€”can never claim. Recognize this for what it is: a condition born of habit and a soul grown soft through indulgence. You must not allow this self-imposed requirement to govern your character or dictate the terms of your life. A man is not free if he is a slave to his own comforts. When the opportunity arises to seek the wilderness and find stillness in nature, accept it with profound gratitude. Do not treat these moments with indifference or as if they are owed to you. Enter into these spaces with full awareness. Cherish the time, yet remember that this, too, is fleeting. These luxuries are but borrowed moments. Remain grateful for the respite, but remain the master of yourself when it is gone.

The duty of the historian is not merely to record the past, but to illuminate the bridges that have long existed between peoples. In our region, the threads of history are so intertwined that no nationalist agenda can truly sever them. We must look to our shared cultural space as a sanctuary from the volatility of modern politics. Only through understanding can we achieve true harmony. The Mekong flows through one heart.

แž‡แžถแžแžทแž“แžทแž™แž˜แž‡แžถแž€แžถแžšแž›แŸ’แžข แžแŸ‚แž‡แžถแžแžทแž“แžทแž™แž˜แž‡แŸ’แžšแžปแž›แž‚แžบแž‡แžถแž€แŸ†แž แžปแžŸแžŠแŸแž’แŸ†แŸ” แž‡แžถแž€แŸ‹แžŸแŸ’แžŠแŸ‚แž„ แž€แŸ’แž“แžปแž„แžŸแž˜แŸแž™แž”แŸ‰แžปแž›แž–แž แž‡แžถแžแžทแž“แžทแž™แž˜แž‡แŸ’แžšแžปแž›แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž”แžถแž“แž‚แŸแž™แž€แž˜แž€แž”แŸ’แžšแžพแžŠแžพแž˜แŸ’แž”แžธแž”แžทแž‘แž—แŸ’แž“แŸ‚แž€แž˜แž แžถแž‡แž“ แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž”แž„แŸ’แž€แž‡แžถแž‚แŸ†แž“แžปแŸ† แž“แžทแž„แž€แžถแžšแžŸแž„แžŸแžนแž€ แž’แŸ’แžœแžพแžฑแŸ’แž™แž”แŸ’แžšแž‘แŸแžŸแž‡แžถแžแžทแžŠแžพแžšแžแž™แž€แŸ’แžšแŸ„แž™แžšแžถแž”แŸ‹แž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸ” แžŠแžพแž˜แŸ’แž”แžธแž…แŸ€แžŸแžœแžถแž„แž€แŸ†แž แžปแžŸแž“แŸแŸ‡ แž™แžพแž„แž‚แžฝแžšแž”แŸ’แžšแž€แžถแž“แŸ‹แž‡แžถแžแžทแž“แžทแž™แž˜แžŠแŸ„แž™แž˜แžถแž“แžœแžทแž…แžถแžšแžŽแž‰แŸ’แž‰แžถแžŽ แž‚แžบแŸ– แž€แžถแžšแžŸแŸ’แžšแžกแžถแž‰แŸ‹แž‡แžถแžแžท แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž•แŸ’แžŸแžถแžšแž—แŸ’แž‡แžถแž”แŸ‹แž‡แžถแž˜แžฝแž™แž‘แžนแž€แž…แžทแžแŸ’แžแžขแžถแžŽแžทแžแžŸแŸ’แžšแžกแžถแž‰แŸ‹แž˜แž“แžปแžŸแŸ’แžŸแž‡แžถแžแžทแž‘แžผแž‘แŸ…แŸ” แž€แžถแžšแž˜แžถแž“แž˜แŸ„แž‘แž“แž—แžถแž–แž…แŸ†แž–แŸ„แŸ‡แž‡แžถแžแžท แžแŸ‚แž˜แžทแž“แžขแŸ†แž“แžฝแžแž€แŸ’แžขแŸแž„แž€แŸ’แžขแžถแž„ แž“แžทแž„แž…แŸแŸ‡แž‚แŸ„แžšแž–แžขแŸ’แž“แž€แžŠแž‘แŸƒแŸ” --- Nationalism is good, but ultranationalism is a massive mistake. During the Pol Pot era, ultranationalism was used to blind the people. The resulting hatred and revenge set our country back many years. To avoid this mistake, we should practice nationalism with wisdom: Love your nation while remaining compassionate toward all of humanity. Have pride in your country without being arrogant, and always show respect to others.

The people who reach the moon aren't aiming at the moon. They're obsessed with the craft of building the rocket. They're not thinking about the destination every day โ€” they're thinking about the next engineering problem.

Virtue. Easy to understand. Hard to embody. You have within you what is needed. Stop looking elsewhere. When you rise, ask: what is the work of a human being? To be just. To be truthful. To be moderate in appetite and steady in adversity. These are not ornamentsโ€”they are the thing itself. You will be provoked. You will be tired. You will want to act from irritation or vanity or fear. Notice this. Then return to what you know: that your portion is this present moment, this action, this choice. Nothing more is given. Nothing more is required. Do not waste your life imagining what others think of you. Their judgments are not yours to control, and the time spent worrying is time stolen from the good. Embody virtue. Virtue isn't a destination but a practiceโ€”something built through small, repeated choices. Be honest even when it's uncomfortable. Be courageous enough to act on what you believe is right. Be temperate with your impulses and generous with your attention. Seek wisdom not to appear clever but to live well. Treat others justly, which means seeing them clearly and giving them their due. When you failโ€”and you willโ€”do not indulge in self-pity. That too is vanity. Simply begin again. Character is shaped over a lifetime, not in a moment. The obstacle is the path. Every difficulty is training. Remember death. Not to be morbid but to be awake. You do not have endless time to become who you intend to be. Act now. Not perfectlyโ€”there is no such thingโ€”but sincerely. What is good? Wisdom, justice, courage, self-mastery. What is worthless? Reputation, comfort, the praise of fools. You already know this. Stop forgetting.

แž€แž˜แŸ’แž–แžปแž‡แžถแž‚แžฝแžšแž™แž›แŸ‹แžŠแžนแž„โ€ฆ 1.แžŠแŸ„แž™แž แŸแžแžปแžแŸ‚แžœแžถแž€แžพแžแžกแžพแž„แžฅแžแž›แŸ’แž แŸ‚แžแžถแŸ†แž„แž–แžธแž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸกแŸฉแŸฅแŸฃแž˜แž€, แž‡แž˜แŸ’แž›แŸ„แŸ‡แž–แŸ’แžšแŸ†แžŠแŸ‚แž“แž‡แžถแž˜แžฝแž™แž”แŸ’แžšแž‘แŸแžŸแžแžถแž„แž›แžทแž…แž™แžพแž„, แž‡แžถแž”แž‰แŸ’แž แžถแž˜แžฝแž™แžšแžปแŸ†แžถแžšแŸ‰แŸƒ แŸ” แž˜แŸ’แž›แŸ‰แŸ„แŸ‡แž แžพแž™, แžšแžถแž›แŸ‹แžŠแŸ†แžŽแŸ„แŸ‡แžŸแŸ’แžšแžถแž™ (แž“แŸ…แž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸกแŸฉแŸฆแŸข, แž“แŸ…แž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸขแŸ แŸกแŸฃ, แžฌแž€แŸแž“แŸ…แž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸขแŸ แŸขแŸฅแž“แŸแŸ‡ แž”แžพแžŸแžทแž“แž‡แžถแžŸแž˜แŸ’แžšแŸแž…แž”แžถแž“) แž‚แŸ’แžšแžถแž“แŸ‹แžแŸ‚แž‡แžถแž€แžถแžšแžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแžšแŸ‰แžผแžœแž‚แŸ’แž“แžถแž˜แžฝแž™แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž˜แžถแž“แž›แž€แŸ’แžแžŽแŸˆแž”แžŽแŸ’แžแŸ„แŸ‡แžขแžถแžŸแž“แŸ’แž“ แžŸแž˜แŸ’แžšแžถแž”แŸ‹แžšแž™แŸˆแž€แžถแž›แžแŸ’แž›แžธแžฌแžšแž™แŸˆแž€แžถแž›แž˜แž’แŸ’แž™แž˜แžแŸ‚แž”แŸ‰แžปแžŽแŸ’แžŽแŸ„แŸ‡ แŸ” แž€แžปแŸ†แžŸแž„แŸ’แžƒแžนแž˜แžแžถ แž“แžนแž„แž˜แžถแž“แžŸแž“แŸ’แžแžทแž—แžถแž–แž™แžผแžšแžขแž„แŸ’แžœแŸ‚แž„แž“แžทแž„แž‡แžถแžŸแŸ’แžแžถแž–แžš แŸ” 2.แž แŸแžแžปแžขแŸ’แžœแžธ? แž–แžธแž–แŸ’แžšแŸ„แŸ‡แž˜แŸ’แž™แŸ‰แžถแž„ แžขแŸ’แž“แž€แž‡แžทแžแžแžถแž„แž˜แžฝแž™แž“แŸแŸ‡ แž”แž„แŸ’แžšแŸ€แž“แž”แŸ’แžšแž‡แžถแž‡แž“แž‚แŸ แž‡แžถแž…แŸ’แžšแžพแž“แž‡แŸ†แž“แžถแž“แŸ‹แž€แž“แŸ’แž›แž„แž˜แž€แž แžพแž™ แžฑแŸ’แž™แžŸแŸ’แžšแžŽแŸ„แŸ‡แžŸแŸ„แž€แžŸแŸ’แžแžถแž™แžŸแž˜แŸแž™แž€แžถแž› แž˜แžปแž“แžขแž“แžปแžŸแž‰แŸ’แž‰แžถแž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸกแŸฉแŸ แŸค แž“แžทแž„แžŸแž“แŸ’แž’แžทแžŸแž‰แŸ’แž‰แžถแž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸกแŸฉแŸ แŸง แžšแžœแžถแž„แž‚แŸ แž“แžทแž„แž”แžถแžšแžถแŸ†แž„แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž€แžถแž›แžŽแŸ„แŸ‡แž‡แžถแžขแžถแžŽแžถแž–แŸ’แž™แžถแž”แžถแž›แž“แŸƒแž€แž˜แŸ’แž–แžปแž‡แžถแž™แžพแž„ แŸ” แž–แžธแž–แŸ’แžšแŸ„แŸ‡แž˜แŸ’แž™แŸ‰แžถแž„แž‘แŸ€แž แžขแžŸแŸ’แžแžทแžšแž—แžถแž–แž“แž™แŸ„แž”แžถแž™แžŸแžนแž„แžแžถแž‡แžถแžขแž…แžทแž“แŸ’แžแŸ’แžšแŸƒแž™แŸแž“แŸƒแžขแŸ’แž“แž€แž‡แžทแžแžแžถแž„แž˜แžฝแž™แž“แŸแŸ‡ แž–แžทแžŸแŸแžŸแžแžถแŸ†แž„แž–แžธแž†แŸ’แž“แžถแŸ†แŸขแŸ แŸ แŸกแž˜แž€ แž‡แž˜แŸ’แžšแžปแž‰แžแŸ’แž“แžถแž€แŸ‹แžŠแžนแž€แž“แžถแŸ†แžฑแž€แžถแžŸแž“แžทแž™แž˜แž˜แžฝแž™แž…แŸ†แž“แžฝแž“แžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž‚แŸ แž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แžŸแžปแžธแžœแžทแž› แž“แžทแž„แž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แž™แŸ„แž’แžถ แžฑแŸ’แž™แž•แŸ’แž‘แŸแžšแžšแžฟแž„แžšแŸ‰แžถแžœแž•แŸ’แž‘แŸƒแž€แŸ’แž“แžปแž„ แž˜แž€แž‡แžถแž”แž‰แŸ’แž แžถแž–แŸ’แžšแŸ†แžŠแŸ‚แž“ แŸ” แž‚แŸ„แž›แžŠแŸ… แž‚แžบแžŸแžถแž€แž›แŸ’แž”แž„แž“แžถแŸ†แž˜แž€แžœแžทแž‰แž“แžผแžœแžŸแŸ’แžแžทแžšแž—แžถแž–แž‡แžถแžแžทแž“แžทแž„แž–แž„แŸ’แžšแžนแž„แžฏแž€แž—แžถแž–แž‡แžถแžแžทแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž‚แŸแžกแžพแž„แžœแžทแž‰ แžแžถแž˜แžšแž™แŸˆแž€แžถแžšแž”แž„แŸ’แžœแŸ‚แžšแž€แŸ†แž แžนแž„แž”แŸ’แžšแž‡แžถแž‡แž“แž‚แŸแž˜แž€แž›แžพแž™แžพแž„ แžŠแŸ„แž™แž…แž„แŸ’แžขแžปแž›แž˜แžปแžแž™แžพแž„แž“แžทแž„แž…แŸ„แž‘แž™แžพแž„แž•แŸ’แžแŸแžŸแž•แŸ’แžแžถแžŸแžแžถ ยซแž”แžถแž“แž“แžทแž„แž€แŸ†แž–แžปแž„แž”แž“แŸ’แžแžˆแŸ’แž›แžถแž“แž–แžถแž“แž‘แžนแž€แžŠแžธแž‚แŸยป แŸ” แžขแžปแžธแž…แžนแž„แž แžพแž™แž”แžถแž“แž‡แžถ แž–แžธแžšแžŠแŸ’แž‹แžถแž—แžทแž”แžถแž›แž˜แžฝแž™แž‘แŸ…แžšแžŠแŸ’แž‹แžถแž—แžทแž”แžถแž›แž˜แžฝแž™แž‘แŸ€แž แž‚แŸแž‘แž‘แžฝแž›แžŸแŸ’แž‚แžถแž›แŸ‹แžšแžฝแž…แž แžพแž™แž€แžทแž€แž€แžปแž€แž˜แžทแž“แž–แŸ’แžšแž˜แž‘แž‘แžฝแž›แžŸแŸ’แž‚แžถแž›แŸ‹แžœแžทแž‰ แžŸแž“แŸ’แž’แžทแžŸแž‰แŸ’แž‰แžถ, แžŸแŸแž…แž€แŸ’แžแžธแžŸแž˜แŸ’แžšแŸแž…แž…แžทแžแŸ’แžแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แžแžปแž›แžถแž€แžถแžšแž™แžปแžแŸ’แžแžทแž’แž˜แŸŒแžขแž“แŸ’แžแžšแž‡แžถแžแžท, แž•แŸ‚แž“แž‘แžธแž•แŸ’แž›แžผแžœแž€แžถแžš, แž“แžทแž„แž€แžทแž…แŸ’แž…แž–แŸ’แžšแž˜แž–แŸ’แžšแŸ€แž„แž•แŸ’แžŸแŸแž„แŸ—โ€ฆ 3.แž“แŸ…แž…แŸ†แž–แŸ„แŸ‡แž˜แžปแžแž”แž‰แŸ’แž แžถแžแž‡แŸ†แž“แžถแž“แŸ‹แž“แŸแŸ‡, แž€แž˜แŸ’แž–แžปแž‡แžถแž™แžพแž„ แž“แžทแž„แžแŸ’แž˜แŸ‚แžšแž™แžพแž„ แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž˜แžถแž“แž‡แŸ†แž แžšแž…แŸ’แž”แžถแžŸแŸ‹ แž“แžทแž„แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž…แŸแŸ‡แž”แŸ’แžแŸแž‡แŸ’แž‰แžถแž…แžทแžแŸ’แžแž…แŸ’แž”แžถแžŸแŸ‹ แŸ” แž‡แŸ†แž แžšแž…แŸ’แž”แžถแžŸแŸ‹ แž‚แžบแž™แž›แŸ‹แžŠแžนแž„แžแžถ แŸ– a.แž–แž›แžทแž€แž˜แŸ’แž˜ แž€แŸ’แžแžธแž€แŸ’แž›แžถแž แžถแž“แž“แžทแž„แž—แžถแž–แž’แž“แŸ‹แžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž€แž„แž‘แŸแž–แž™แžพแž„แž“แŸ…แžแžถแž„แž˜แžปแž แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœ แžแŸ‚แž‡แž˜แŸ’แžšแžปแž‰แž‡แž“แžšแžฝแž˜แž‡แžถแžแžทแž™แžพแž„แž“แŸ…แžแžถแž„แž€แŸ’แžšแŸ„แž™แžฑแŸ’แž™แž…แŸแŸ‡แž“แžทแž„แž…แž„แŸ‹แž–แž„แŸ’แžšแžนแž„แžฏแž€แž—แžถแž–แž‡แžถแžแžทแžฑแŸ’แž™แžšแžนแž„แžšแžนแžแžแŸ‚แž˜แžถแŸ†แž“แžทแž„แžแŸ’แž›แžถแŸ†แž„ แŸ” b.แžŸแž“แŸ’แžแžทแžŸแžปแžแž“แŸƒแž€แž„แž‘แŸแž–แž“แŸ…แžแžถแž„แž˜แžปแž แž‡แžถแžŸแž“แŸ’แžแžทแžŸแžปแžแžšแž”แžŸแŸ‹แž”แŸ’แžšแž‡แžถแž‡แžถแžแžทแž™แžพแž„แž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แž˜แžผแž› แŸ” แž›แžถแž€แŸ‹แž€แžถแžšแžŽแŸแžฌแž˜แžทแž“แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž•แŸ’แžŸแž–แŸ’แžœแž•แŸ’แžŸแžถแž™แž–แŸแžแŸŒแž˜แžถแž“แžŸแž˜แŸ’แž„แžถแžแŸ‹ แžŠแžพแž˜แŸ’แž”แžธแžšแž€แŸ’แžŸแžถแž€แžถแžšแž–แžถแžšแž”แŸ’แžšแž™แŸ„แž‡แž“แŸแž‡แžถแžแžทแž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แž˜แžผแž› แž‡แžถแž€แžถแžšแž…แžถแŸ†แž”แžถแž…แŸ‹ แŸ” c.แž…แžถแž‰แŸ‹-แžˆแŸ’แž“แŸ‡ แž˜แžทแž“แž˜แŸ‚แž“แž‡แžถแžŠแŸ†แžŽแŸ„แŸ‡แžŸแŸ’แžšแžถแž™ แž แžพแž™ แžˆแŸ’แž“แŸ‡-แžˆแŸ’แž“แŸ‡ (แžŠแŸ„แž™แžฑแŸ’แž™แžแž˜แŸ’แž›แŸƒแžŠแž›แŸ‹แž€แžทแž…แŸ’แž…แž…แžšแž…แžถแž“แžทแž„แž…แŸ€แžŸแžœแžถแž„แžŸแž„แŸ’แž‚แŸ’แžšแžถแž˜) แž˜แžทแž“แž˜แŸ‚แž“แž‡แžถแž™แžปแž‘แŸ’แž’แžŸแžถแžŸแŸ’แžแŸ’แžšแž€แŸ†แžŸแžถแž€ แžแŸ‚แž…แžถแžŸแŸ‹แž‘แžปแŸ†แž“แžทแž„แž”แŸ’แžšแž€แž”แžŠแŸ„แž™แž…แž€แŸ’แžแžปแžœแžทแžŸแŸแž™แžœแŸ‚แž„แž†แŸ’แž„แžถแž™ แŸ” แž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แž“แŸแŸ‡แž‡แžถแž‡แŸ†แž แžšแž…แŸ’แž”แžถแžŸแŸ‹แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž™แžพแž„แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž”แŸ’แžšแž€แžถแž“แŸ‹แŸ” แžšแžธแžฏแž€แžถแžšแž”แŸ’แžแŸแž‡แŸ’แž‰แžถแž…แžทแžแŸ’แžแž…แŸ’แž”แžถแžŸแŸ‹ แž‚แžบแž™แž›แŸ‹แžŠแžนแž„แžแžถ แŸ– a.แž”แžŽแŸ’แžแžปแŸ‡แž”แžŽแŸ’แžแžถแž› แž“แžทแž„แžขแž—แžทแžœแžŒแŸ’แžแžŸแŸ’แž˜แžถแžšแžแžธแžŸแŸ’แž“แŸแž แžถแž‡แžถแžแžท แž แžพแž™แž‘แž“แŸ’แž‘แžนแž˜แž“แŸแŸ‡แž…แŸ’แžšแžถแž“แž…แŸ„แž›แž‡แžถแžแžทแž“แžทแž™แž˜แž‡แŸ’แžšแžปแž›แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž‡แžถแž˜แž“แŸ„แž‚แž˜แž“แŸแžœแžทแž‡แŸ’แž‡แžถแž”แŸ’แžšแž€แž”แžŠแŸ„แž™แž‚แŸ’แžšแŸ„แŸ‡แžแŸ’แž“แžถแž€แŸ‹ แž‡แžถแž€แžถแžšแž…แžถแŸ†แž”แžถแž…แŸ‹แž”แŸ†แž•แžปแž แž–แžธแžขแŸ†แžŽแžพแŸ‡แžแž‘แŸ… แŸ” b.แž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แžแŸ’แž“แžถแž€แŸ‹แžŠแžนแž€แž“แžถแŸ† แž‘แžถแŸ†แž„แž–แž›แžšแžŠแŸ’แž‹(แž–แžทแžŸแŸแžŸแž™แžปแžœแž‡แž“แž“แžทแž„แž™แžปแžœแž“แžถแžšแžธ) แžแŸ’แžšแžผแžœแž”แž“แŸ’แžแž”แŸ’แžšแžนแž„แž”แŸ’แžšแŸ‚แž„แžขแž—แžทแžœแžŒแŸ’แžแžแŸ’แž›แžฝแž“(แž–แžทแžŸแŸแžŸแž–แŸแž›แžŸแžปแžแžŸแžถแž“แŸ’แžแžแŸ’แžšแžถแž“) แž“แžทแž„แžขแž—แžทแžœแžŒแŸ’แžแž€แž˜แŸ’แž–แžปแž‡แžถ แžฑแŸ’แž™แž€แŸ’แž›แžถแž™แž‡แžถแž”แŸ’แžšแž‘แŸแžŸแž“แžทแž„แž”แŸ’แžšแž‡แžถแž‡แž“แžแŸ’แž›แžถแŸ†แž„แž–แžผแž€แŸ‚ แžŠแžพแž˜แŸ’แž”แžธแž‘แž”แŸ‹แž‘แž›แŸ‹ แž“แžนแž„แž€แžถแžšแž”แŸ’แžšแž˜แžถแž แž€แžถแžšแž‡แžถแž“แŸ‹แžˆแŸ’แž›แžธ แž“แžทแž„แž€แžถแžšแžˆแŸ’แž›แžถแž“แž–แžถแž“ แžŠแŸ‚แž›แž“แžนแž„แž“แŸ…แžแŸ‚แž”แž“แŸ’แžแž€แžพแžแžกแžพแž„ แž˜แžทแž“แž™แžผแžšแž˜แžทแž“แž†แžถแž”แŸ‹ แž€แŸ’แž“แžปแž„แžขแž“แžถแž‚แžแž€แžถแž›แž‡แžทแžแžฌแž†แŸ’แž„แžถแž™ แŸ• By https://t.me/jeanfrancois_tain

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