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𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘.

- 𝚃𝚒𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊𝚊. - 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘.

- 𝙾𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊. - 𝙳𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚊.

- 𝚃𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚒.

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜. - 𝙴𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚒.

- 𝙾𝚒, 𝚝𝚒𝚊. - 𝙰𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗.

- 𝙾𝚒𝚒, 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘. - 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚖𝚒𝚖 𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎. - 𝙾𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘, 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖? - 𝚅𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊.

- 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘! - 𝚅𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊. - 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒.

- 𝚃𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊, 𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊. 𝚂𝚊𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘?

- 𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘́𝚛𝚒𝚘. - 𝙿𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚖 𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜.

𝚅𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘́𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊.

- 𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚁𝙰! - 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊. - 𝙰𝚑, 𝚘𝚒 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊.

- 𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊.

- 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖?

- 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚘́𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚊.

- 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚖?

- 𝚄𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊̃.

- 𝙾́𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘! 𝚅𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊̃ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚞. 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.