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"Good morning to everyone," Father began, his voice echoing through the crisp morning air, a gentle reminder of the radiant dawn that enveloped their village. The sun had barely crested the horizon, casting a golden hue across the landscape, illuminating the faces of the assembled villagers who stood before him, anticipation etched on each countenance. "First of all, I want to sincerely apologize for disturbing all of you so early in the morning." His voice, earnest and sincere, cut through the coolness of the morning, hanging in the air like an unspent charge that had just been released into the atmosphere. The moment was palpable, and the gravity of his words immediately elicited a variety of reactions from the crowd gathered before him. A villager stepped forward, his brow furrowed, sh