𝘈𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘰 𝘦𝘭 𝘧𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢.
𝘝𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘻 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘴.
𝘌𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘻𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘴.
𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘶𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘴 𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘰, 𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘥𝘰, 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘳.
𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐥 𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐨
𝘝𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘈 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘴𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘢.
𝘙𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘰_ 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑠?
𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳 𝘦𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘮𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝗇̃𝘦𝘳𝘰.
𝘛𝘰𝘬𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘮𝘪_ 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑎𝑠?
𝘙𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘰_ 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑦𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑛 𝑢𝑛 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎.
𝘜𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘬𝘢_ 𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑛̃𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑠𝑢 𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑎?
𝘙𝘪𝘬𝘪𝘥𝘰_ 𝑠𝑖 𝑒𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜.
𝘑𝘪𝘳𝘰_ 𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑢 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎, 𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑛 𝑛𝑖𝑛̃𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑛̃𝑜.
𝘈𝘴𝘶𝘪_ 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑙 𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑥𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑑.
𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪_ 𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑠𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑛.
𝘈𝘰𝘺𝘢𝘮𝘢_ 𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒
𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘪_ 𝑠𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑒𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑠, 𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑛 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑧𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑢𝑛 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑙, 𝑦𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑚𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑛 ℎ𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑝𝑜 𝑒𝑛 𝑠𝑢 𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑜.
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