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- 𝙰𝚑 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚊! - 𝙳𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚒.

- 𝚂𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘? - 𝙳𝚒𝚣 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃ 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚡𝚒́𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚏𝚎́ 𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘.

- 𝙴𝚡𝚊𝚝𝚘! 𝙰𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́𝚐𝚒𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜. 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝙽𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜.

- 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚞 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒́𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚌̧𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚖.

- 𝙴 𝚎𝚞 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘. 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝟻𝟶%, 𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜. 𝙴𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚟, 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘, 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚊. 𝙴𝚞 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚓𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘.

- 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚢... - 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚊.

- 𝙼𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚑𝚊́ 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚜 𝚂𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘̃𝚎𝚜. - 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒 𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊.

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝙰𝚗𝚢! 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎́ 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃ 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘. - 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘.

- 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖 𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊. 𝙰𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚊́ 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝟷º 𝚍𝚒𝚊, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚛.

- 𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛. - 𝚁𝚒 𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚣𝚊 𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘.

𝙴𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜. 𝙵𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚘, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚜, 𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜.

𝙴 𝚎𝚞 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚜.

𝚂𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝙽𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘.

- 𝙰𝙽𝚈! - 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊.

- 𝙰𝚒 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒?

- 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘. 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚊?

- 𝚂𝚘́ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘. 𝙾 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚎?

- 𝙰 𝚂𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚕𝚊́ 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘.

- 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚛?

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚖, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂.

- 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚋𝚎𝚖, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘. - 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌̧𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚊.

- 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚎́.

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