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𝚈𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚒́𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎́ 𝚘𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒́𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒́ 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚒́ 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘, 𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎́ 𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒́ 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚛. 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝟻 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎́ 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊, 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚎́ 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚣𝚊́𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚒́𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚘.
𝙻𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎́ 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚊, 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚎́ 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚊, 𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚊 𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊, 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎́ 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚛, 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎́.
𝙵𝚞𝚒́ 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊, 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒́ 𝚟𝚒́...

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