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- 𝙴 𝚊𝚒́? 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚒? - 𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘̂𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚘.

- 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕.

- 𝙸𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚒. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.

- 𝙴́ 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊. - 𝙵𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘.

- 𝙿𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚎́. - 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘. - 𝙴́ 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚛 𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜. - 𝚁𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜. - 𝙴𝚞 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊. 𝙹𝚊́ 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘!

𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚘 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛.

- 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝙶𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢?

- 𝚂𝚒𝚖? - 𝙼𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚘 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒́𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚖.

𝙰𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊̃𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎́. 𝙰𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚞𝚡𝚊𝚛. 𝙾𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚒𝚜 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚊, 𝚊𝚕𝚎́𝚖 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘.

- 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜? - 𝙾𝚞𝚌̧𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎.

𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘.

- 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚊! 𝙾 𝚚𝚞𝚎̂?

- 𝙰𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘́𝚛𝚒𝚘. 𝙰 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘.

- 𝙰𝚑 𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘. 𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜!

𝙵𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘́𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊́𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚖.

- 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎-𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊. - 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚊𝚌̧𝚘 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘.

- 𝙰 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒́𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘.

- 𝚂𝚒𝚖. 𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚒? - 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚜𝚊.

- 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚞 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚘. 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊. - 𝙰𝚋𝚛𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒́𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚛. - 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙿𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊̃ 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛. 𝚅𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚘́𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂.

- 𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘! 𝙼𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙, 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛. - 𝚅𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚛.

𝙴 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘.

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