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IN THE GREEN BAY

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚏𝚊; 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎, 𝙻𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚈𝚎𝚝! 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚘𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚢, 𝙶𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜; 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚍𝚊𝚖, 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚍'𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚜; 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚗 𝚒𝚝! 𝙼𝚢𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎; 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝙾𝚘𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍; 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎

IN THE GREEN BAY

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