𝙥𝙤𝙫 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖:
𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘴𝘷𝘶𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦, 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘰, 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪.
𝙉𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞 𝙫𝙖𝙙𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝙖 𝙢𝙚 𝙫𝙖, 𝙚 𝙖 𝙩𝙚 𝙫𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙤 𝙞𝙤? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢, 𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰, 𝙨𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙞 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰.
𝘐𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪, 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘪 𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘰.
𝘔𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘦 𝘧𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘢, 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘰, 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖́ 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪, 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘨𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘳𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘰.
𝘙𝘪𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘶 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘰 " 𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘁𝗮𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗿𝗲", 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪, 𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘪 𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦.
𝘊𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘪 𝘻𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰, 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘶 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘥 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪, 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘪.
𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦̀ 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘦, 𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘪𝘯 𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢; 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰.
𝙊𝙝 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖 𝙥𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙜𝙞𝙖́ 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙤 𝙩𝙞 𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘢, 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢, 𝙡𝙪𝙞 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙪𝙤̀ 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘰 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘷𝘪𝘢, 𝙝𝙤 𝙜𝙞𝙖́ 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙚𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘰, 𝙢𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙞 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙧- 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝙚̀ 𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙯𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘢.
𝙊𝙝 𝙚𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙞 𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰, 𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘤 𝘦̀ 𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪 𝘮𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘪𝘰̀ 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦, 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙤𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘪 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢, 𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪, 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙤 𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘦, 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦.
𝘿𝙞𝙢𝙢𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙢𝙖𝙞 𝙨𝙚 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙩𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙞? 𝙃𝙖𝙞 𝙖𝙫𝙪𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙞 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙞 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝙨𝙞 𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙤 𝙙𝙞 𝙘𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰, 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢, 𝙢𝙤𝙡𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙚? 𝘔𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝙖𝙗𝙗𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦; 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘨𝘪𝘰𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘪 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘪.
𝘾𝙖𝙥𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙤 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙞 𝙨𝙙𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙞 𝙦𝙪𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙞𝙤 𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙞𝙡 𝙘𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙞 𝙘𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙘𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙖́ 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙖 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙨𝙞𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘢 𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘨𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘨𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘦.
𝘔𝘪 𝘴𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘦, 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦, 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙪𝙣 𝙥𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘵𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘥 𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙞 𝙞 𝙥𝙤𝙡𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙞 𝙙 𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰, 𝙚 𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙖 𝙛𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘴𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦.
𝘼𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤 𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘢, 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘢́ 𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦 𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦, 𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙞 𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙤 𝙣𝙚𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙪𝙤 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙯𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞 𝙙𝙤𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙯𝙖, 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙤 𝙫𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙘𝙪𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘪 𝘪 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪, 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢, 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘦.
𝘼𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙘 𝙚̀ 𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢, 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘰, 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘦̀ 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰, 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤 𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘢́ 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘰.
𝙀𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙘𝙞 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙫𝙖𝙞 𝙡𝙞 𝙨𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞 𝙜𝙞𝙖́ 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘶𝘰̀ 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘪, 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘪, 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙤 𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘢, 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘪 𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦̀ 𝘪 𝘷𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪 𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘰𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢𝘪 𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘰 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪.
𝘼𝙗𝙗𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙪𝙤𝙞 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙧𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘭𝘪 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢 𝘥𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘪𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘢́ 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰.
𝙀' 𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙤? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰, 𝘩𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝙨𝙞 𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘢 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘶𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙚̀ 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙢𝙖 𝙡𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙯𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙜𝙜𝙞𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙧𝙖́ 𝙚 𝙡𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙞 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙞 𝙗𝙞𝙨𝙤𝙜𝙣𝙖 𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙘𝙞𝙘𝙡𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙖 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘨𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝙣𝙤 𝙣𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝙨𝙝𝙝 𝙫𝙖 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘶𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘶𝘤𝘢, 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘦̀ 𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́.
𝘓𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘧𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘨𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘴𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘪 𝘤𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢́, 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘰 𝘯𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘢 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘪 𝘪𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘰?
𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢𝙖 𝙨𝙞 𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙩𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙞𝙘𝙡𝙞 𝙙𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰, 𝙏𝙍𝙀?! 𝘜𝘳𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘰𝘷𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘦, 𝙫𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚, 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙞 𝙪𝙣 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙤? 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘰 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝙩𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙤 𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘪.
𝘓 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘰 𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘰𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪, 𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦, 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘦, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙫𝙤𝙜𝙡𝙞𝙤 𝙩𝙞 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙙𝙖 𝙣𝙪𝙡𝙡𝙖 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘻𝘻𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪, 𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘻𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘰, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙧𝙖́ 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘴𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘻𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦̀ 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦.
𝙑𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙤 𝙞𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙡𝙚 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙤 𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙞 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙫𝙧𝙖𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘷𝘶𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙨𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙤? 𝘎𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘢, 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘦̀ 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘥𝘢 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪 𝘴𝘪 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦, 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰̀ 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘷𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘰, 𝙨𝙞 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙞 𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙤̀ 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙖 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪 𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘪, 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘤𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘦̀ 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪 𝘮𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘰, 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢, 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘪𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦; 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘰𝘭𝘦.
𝙈𝙞 𝙛𝙖𝙞 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘨𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘢 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢, 𝘦̀ 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰, 𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́.
𝘼𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤 𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙥𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙞 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘩𝘪, 𝘤𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘢, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘪𝘰, 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢.
𝙋𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞 𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘪𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘰, 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘶𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙛𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙨𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙚? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘷𝘶𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘰 𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢 𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰 𝘷𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘮𝘦, 𝙨𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦.
𝘙𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘪 𝘭𝘪 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘰, 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘦 𝘪𝘰 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘢, 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙡𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙞𝙖𝙧𝙚? 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘮𝘦, 𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙤 𝙙𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢 𝘮𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘪𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰, 𝙣𝙤𝙣 𝙘𝙞 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘦; 𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘪.
𝘼𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤? 𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪 𝘪 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪, 𝙫𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙢𝙖 𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙞 𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙧𝙤̀ 𝙙𝙖 𝙩𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪, 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰, 𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘧𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘪́ 𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘢, 𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙞 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘤𝘪 𝘢𝘭𝘻𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪, 𝘮𝘪 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘢 𝘦 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘪 𝘩𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘻𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘪 𝘵𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘮𝘦.
𝙊𝙝 𝙚𝙘𝙘𝙤𝙫𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢, 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪 𝘭𝘰 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦, 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙯𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝙞𝙡 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙤 𝙘𝙞𝙘𝙡𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘢, 𝙞𝙤 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙡𝙪𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘰, 𝘪𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘦 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰, 𝙫𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙧𝙤̀ 𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙡 𝙨𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘰, 𝘭𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦.
𝙉𝙚 𝙪𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙞 𝙣𝙞𝙘𝙤 𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘢, 𝘴𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘻𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝙫𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙞 𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙤 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰, 𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞 𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘪, 𝘪𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘮𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘪 𝘥𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘪, 𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘪 𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘢 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘮𝘪 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘮𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘦 𝘭𝘰 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘭 𝘴𝘶𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢, 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘻𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘦; 𝘪𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰̀ 𝘱𝘪𝘶̀ 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘶𝘴𝘰 𝘭𝘪 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰.
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