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𝙴𝚗 𝚂𝚊𝚗 𝙼𝚞𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚢 𝙳𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚊 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚎 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 , 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝙹𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚢 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚛 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝚘𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 .
𝙰𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚓𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚊

𝙼𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚢 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚂𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝙰𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚡 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚘𝚢 ,𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚎́𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚣𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗̃𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚛 𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛.
𝙽𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘.
𝙲𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚘 𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 .
𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝙿𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚢 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊
Vɪᴅᴀ : 𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊
Dᴇsᴛɪɴᴏ: 𝙴𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚘
Mᴀɢɪᴀ: 𝙴𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚞𝚛𝚊
Tɪᴇᴍᴘᴏ: 𝙴𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊 ( 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚛, 𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚖𝚊 )
Mᴜᴇʀᴛᴇ: 𝙴𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝙸𝚗𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍 (𝙽𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚢 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 )
𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜
𝙹𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚒 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢

𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚓𝚎𝚛 𝚢 𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚙𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘
𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚢 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘 𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘

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