𝟬𝟴.

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𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘳, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘢̃𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘢

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𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘳, 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘢̃𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘢. 𝘙𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘧𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘳𝘪 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘢́𝘨𝘶𝘢.

𝘌́ 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘢 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘰, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘵𝘢. 𝘚𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢́ 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘢̃𝘰 𝘵𝘢́ 𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘻, 𝘦́ 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘻 𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘤𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘶 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘰.

𝘍𝘢𝘻 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘪, 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘢̃𝘰, 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘻 𝘦𝘶 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘢̃𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘦. 𝘌𝘶 𝘴𝘰́ 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘪.

𝘈𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘦𝘭𝘦.

𝘝𝘦𝘫𝘰 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘰.

-𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰?-𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰-𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘢́𝘳𝘦𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘭𝘢́, 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘳?

-𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘰, 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘷𝘢

-𝘦́ 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘰 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰

𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘪 𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘳 𝘦𝘭𝘦.

(𝘘.𝘋.𝘛)

𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘰 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘢 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘫𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤̧𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘱𝘰.

𝘝𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘶 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭, "𝘦́ 𝘵𝘪𝘱𝘰 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰" 𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘵𝘢́ 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘤𝘢-𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘢 𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢̃𝘰 𝘦 𝘶𝘮 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘮.

𝘔𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢́𝘳𝘪𝘰.

-𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘷𝘦𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳?

-𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘪 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘰-𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘰-𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳-𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘻 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘫𝘰

-𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘦́ 𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘭𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘉𝘪𝘭𝘭

-𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘶𝘦́𝘮 𝘴𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤̧𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘢̃𝘰 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰-𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘪 𝘰𝘴 𝘰𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘴 𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘦𝘪 𝘢 𝘰𝘭𝘩𝘢 𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤̧𝘢𝘴

𝘈𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘪 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢, 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘰 ,𝘮𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘯𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘢 𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰. 𝘗𝘰𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘷𝘢𝘪 𝘢𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘳?

𝘉𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂ 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘶:𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘰, 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢́ 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘪́𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘢

𝘌𝘶 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰 𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘤𝘰.

(𝘘.𝘋.𝘛)

𝘊𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘪 𝘶𝘮 𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳.

𝘈𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘮 𝘙𝘪𝘮 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘦́ 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘨𝘰́𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘴.

𝘌𝘶 𝘵𝘰̂ 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘦́𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘢 𝘒𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘻 𝘷𝘢𝘪 𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘦𝘭.

𝘝𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘵𝘦́ 𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘢, 𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘷𝘰, 𝘴𝘰́ 𝘣𝘦̂𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢.

𝘋𝘦𝘷𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘶 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘰́𝘹𝘪𝘮𝘰.

-𝘫𝘢́ 𝘵𝘢́ 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢?

-𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂-𝘦 𝘦𝘨𝘰 𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘰-𝘶́𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘫𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘰

-𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘩𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦̂-𝘦 𝘦𝘨𝘰 𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘰-𝘶́𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘫𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘰

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