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- [ 𝑇𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑜𝑘𝑎 𝐺𝑖𝑦𝑢𝑢] -

𝑬𝒖 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒗𝒂 𝒔𝒐𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒉𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒓𝒆.. 𝑩𝒆𝒎.. 𝒂𝒕𝒆́ 𝑲𝒂𝒏𝒓𝒐𝒋𝒊 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒈𝒂𝒓..
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- 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚! 𝐸𝐿𝐸 𝐺𝑂𝑆𝑇𝐴 𝐷𝐸 𝑂𝑈𝑇𝑅𝐴 𝐺𝐴𝑅𝑂𝑇𝐴!! - 𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒏𝒒𝒖𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂... 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆, 𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒖𝒎 𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒐𝒈𝒐 𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒂.. 𝑸𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒉𝒐.. - 𝐼𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑜! 𝐸𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑑𝑒 𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑖́𝑐𝑖𝑜! - 𝑬𝒍𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒐.

- 𝐾𝑎𝑛𝑟𝑜𝑗𝑖. -

- 𝑁𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑚𝑎!... 𝐸𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 ℎ𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖́𝑣𝑒𝑙!.. - 𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒐𝒖.

- 𝑀𝑖𝑡𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑖. -

𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒆 𝒏𝒂̃𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒐𝒖.. 𝑬 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒖𝒐𝒖 𝒂 𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒛𝒂𝒓. - 𝑇𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑧 𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑓𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙.. 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒́ 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑎? 𝑂𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑑𝑎.. ? 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑔𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑠.. 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑜𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑠? 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑙??.. 𝐸 𝑠𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑚𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎 𝑓𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑎?.. 𝐸𝑢 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑎..? 𝐸 𝑠𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑚 𝑑𝑜 𝑗𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑢!? 𝐸𝑢 𝑣𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑧𝑖𝑛ℎ𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑐̧𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛-.. -

- 𝐾𝐴𝑁𝑅𝑂𝐽𝐼. -

- ... - 𝑬𝒍𝒂 𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒐𝒖 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒉𝒂 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒐 𝒖𝒎 𝒕𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒆..

- 𝑉𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑒́ 𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎, 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑢́𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑜, 𝑠𝑒𝑢𝑠 𝑜𝑙ℎ𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑏𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑠, 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑠𝑖𝑚 𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒.. 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜... - 𝑴𝒊𝒕𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒊 𝒎𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖..

- 𝑂-𝑜𝒉.. 𝑂𝑘𝑎𝑦... - 𝑬𝒍𝒂 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖..

- 𝐴𝑙𝑖𝑎́𝑠, 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑒́ 𝑎 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎? - 𝑮𝒊𝒚𝒖𝒖 𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒎𝒖𝒓𝒐𝒖.