ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔭𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔩𝔢. 𝔏𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔪𝔬𝔯𝔢 𝔩𝔦𝔨𝔢 𝔞 𝔥𝔬𝔟𝔟𝔦𝔱 𝔥𝔬𝔩𝔢 𝔣𝔯𝔬𝔪 𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℑ 𝔴𝔞𝔰 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔦𝔫𝔤. 𝔐𝔶 𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯𝔩𝔬𝔬𝔪𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔟𝔦𝔫𝔡 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔶 𝔰𝔥𝔞𝔣𝔱 𝔣𝔬𝔯 𝔞 𝔪𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔫𝔫𝔦𝔲𝔪, 𝔴𝔞𝔱𝔠𝔥 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔰𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔦𝔫𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔦𝔣𝔦𝔠𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔰𝔠𝔲𝔪. 𝔐𝔶 𝔠𝔲𝔯𝔰𝔢𝔰 𝔴𝔦𝔩𝔩 𝔩𝔢𝔞𝔳𝔢 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔢𝔪𝔬𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔠𝔞𝔫'𝔱 𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔠𝔢𝔦𝔳𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔴𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔪𝔦𝔫𝔡. 𝔜𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔬𝔲𝔩 𝔦𝔰 𝔱𝔞𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔡 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔤𝔲𝔦𝔩𝔱. ℑ 𝔞𝔟𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬𝔫𝔢𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔬𝔰𝔢 𝔴𝔢𝔞𝔨 𝔣𝔢𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 𝔞𝔫 𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔱𝔶 𝔞𝔤𝔬. 𝔏𝔢𝔞𝔯𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔞𝔩𝔨 𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢 𝔴𝔦𝔱𝔥 𝔯𝔢𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔠𝔱 𝔬𝔯 ℑ'𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔫 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔥𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔦𝔫𝔱𝔬 𝔞 𝔯𝔞𝔱. 𝔅𝔬𝔱𝔥 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪.

𝔄𝔩𝔩 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔰𝔢 𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔱𝔢𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔰 𝔞𝔯𝔢 𝔱𝔯𝔲𝔢 𝔣𝔬𝔯 ℑ 𝔞𝔪 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝕽𝖎𝖈𝖍 𝕬𝖘𝖘 𝖂𝖎𝖟𝖆𝖗𝖉