"𝑂 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑛𝑜́𝑠 𝑠𝑎𝑖́𝑚𝑜𝑠", 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝐶𝒉𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔-𝑠𝑎𝑛 𝑐𝒉𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎 𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑎 𝑠𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑎. 𝐽𝑜𝑜𝑛-𝑌𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑚 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑎 𝑜𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑢𝑚 𝑎𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜.
"𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑖́𝑑𝑖𝑜, 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖 𝑎𝑡𝑒́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎 𝑎𝑗𝑢𝑑𝑎 𝑐𝒉𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑒." 𝑁𝑎-𝑦𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑚𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑒, 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑗𝑎́ 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠, 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒̂-𝑙𝑜 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑠
𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑠.
𝐸𝑙𝑎 𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑢 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑚, 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑧 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜.
"𝐼𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑣𝑎𝑖 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑟 𝐶𝒉𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔-𝑠𝑎𝑛 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜-𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝐽𝑜𝑜𝑛-𝑌𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔, 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑙𝑎́ 𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑎́𝑠.
"𝑇𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜 𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖, 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑧𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑙 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎̀ 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑎, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢, 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑙𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑜." 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑢 𝑜 𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑁𝑎-𝑦𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐̧𝑜 𝑎𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑎 𝑚𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑎, 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑚𝑎̃𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑚𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑎 𝑑𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑎.
𝐶𝒉𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔-𝑠𝑎𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑟 𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑎𝑜 𝑙𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑒, 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖́𝑎 𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑜.
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