6_𝐶𝑎𝑝𝑖́𝑡𝑢𝑙𝑜

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𝑂𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑛𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑖𝑡𝑒, 𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑜 𝒉𝑜𝑟𝑎́𝑟𝑖𝑜. 𝐴𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑙𝑖𝑔𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑙𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑠, 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚, 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑠, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑅𝑜𝑛 𝑒 𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒. 𝑂𝑠 𝑢́𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚 𝑡𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠, 𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑜𝑠, 𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑆𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦. 𝑆𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑚 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝒉𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑔𝑜 𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠, 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑎, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑜𝑢 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠𝑜.

"𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑎, 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑢𝑚 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑎 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒? 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑓𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑜? 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎, 𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒́ 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒̂-𝑙𝑜?"

𝑀𝑖𝑙𝒉𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖́𝑣𝑒𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑛𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑆𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑒. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑢𝑧 𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑔𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑖́𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝒉𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚, 𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎̃𝑜.

𝐷𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑜 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝒉𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑜𝑠, 𝐻𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑐̧𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑆𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝒉𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑎. 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑢 𝑜 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑒 𝑜𝑙𝒉𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑧 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑠, 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑢 𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑓𝑙𝑎𝑠𝒉 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑧𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜

" 𝐴𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑖 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑖́𝑛𝑢𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑆𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑢, 𝑒𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑧 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑎𝑚𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑑𝑒."

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