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𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘⬤
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𝙽𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊-𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢

𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝é𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚢 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊, 𝚝𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊, 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗. 𝙿𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚘, ¿𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎? 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘, 𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚃/𝙽 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒ó 𝚊 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚢𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎, 𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚒𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚚 ¡!𝙱𝚘𝚘𝚖!¡ 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜ó 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚊, 𝚌𝚊í 𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚢 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚛é 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗 "-𝙾 ¡𝚗𝚘! 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢!!-"-𝙷𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊! -" 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝é 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒ó 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘.

𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚃/𝙽 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘. 𝙻𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚢 𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎.

𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢-𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚖[𝚃/𝙽? 𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎? 𝙳𝚎 𝚖𝚒? ]-𝚍𝚎𝚓ó 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊-

𝚃/𝙽- 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢?𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚜? 𝚃𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚌𝚊!! 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 -𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝙽 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚢, 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚊-𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚢𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕, 𝚢 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚢 𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌í𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚢 𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚘 ú𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒 𝚏𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚝ú 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊-𝚍𝚎𝚌í𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚓𝚒𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘-

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