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𝙰𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚒 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜.

𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊.

𝙴𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎̂-𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒. 𝙴 𝚊 𝚞́𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎.

𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊́𝚐𝚞𝚊 𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚊 𝚞́𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚛.

𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘. 𝙴́ 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚊.

𝙾𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎̂𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚎̂-𝚕𝚘𝚜.

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𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊̃ 𝚎́ 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝟹 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚜𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘.

- 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚃𝙴𝙾 𝙰𝙽𝙳𝙰, 𝚅𝙾𝙲𝙴̂𝚂 𝚅𝙰̃𝙾 𝚂𝙴 𝙰𝚃𝚁𝙰𝚂𝙰𝚁 - 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚘.

- 𝙹𝚊́ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚒. - 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚊.

- 𝚉𝚘𝚎, 𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘?

- 𝙽𝚊𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚒. 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚊̃𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒. - 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎.

- 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚋𝚎𝚖, 𝚟𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚊́. - 𝙵𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚜. - 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙰𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜. - 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘.

𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚉𝚘𝚎 𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚊, 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚊 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊.

𝙷𝚘𝚓𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚘.

- 𝙱𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙! - 𝙳𝚒𝚣 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊.

- 𝙱𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚈𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊! 𝙾 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎?

- 𝚁𝚎𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊̀𝚜 𝟶𝟿:𝟶𝟶, 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜.

- 𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘! 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚞?

- 𝚂𝚒𝚖, 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚘. 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊.

- 𝙾́𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘. 𝙼𝚎 𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖.

- 𝚂𝚒𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛. - 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑.