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𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊: 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘

𝚖𝚎𝚡 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊  𝚗𝚒  𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎

𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗̃𝚘 observaba 𝚜𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚛 𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 .

𝚞𝚜𝚊: 𝚖𝚎𝚡 𝚢 ¿𝚜𝚒 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊?

𝚖𝚎𝚡:𝚘𝚔 *𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘*
































☺︎︎𝙴𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊☺︎︎

𝚄𝚜𝚊: 𝚖𝚎𝚡 ¿𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘?

𝚖𝚎𝚡: 𝚖𝚖𝚖.... 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊  𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊 .

𝚞𝚜𝚊: 𝚘𝚔 ♥︎.

𝚢𝚘: 𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘,𝚋𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 rueda de 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊 .

𝚖𝚎𝚡:𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊 *𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚊*

𝚞𝚜𝚊: 𝚜𝚒 " 𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚝𝚞....𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 "

𝚖𝚎𝚡: ¿𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚘 ?

𝚞𝚜𝚊: 𝚖𝚖𝚖 𝚂-𝚜𝚒  0///0

𝚖𝚎𝚡: 𝚓𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚖𝚖𝚖.... 𝚘𝚔

𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚊: 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 Ō//n//Ō







~~~~~𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊~~~~~ 𝚎𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎 𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚘

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