吴, 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐬 𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐧-𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞.

{ 𝑰𝒍𝒍𝒖𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆. } “. . . and he wore perfection like a crown of thorns—admired by all, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.”