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𝕮𝖆𝖕𝖎́𝖙𝖚𝖑𝖔 𝟮𝟲

- 𝙸𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚎́ 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚖 𝙰𝚗𝚢. - 𝙳𝚒𝚣 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚎. - 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊?

- 𝙴́ 𝚘́𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚃𝙿𝙼. - 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘.

- 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊.

- 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘. 𝚃𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜.

- 𝙹𝚊́ 𝚟𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚖. - 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊.

- 𝙱𝚘𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘.

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- 𝙾 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚎 𝚗𝚘́𝚜 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜. - 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚖.

- 𝙾𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚖. 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊́𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜.

- 𝚁𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚊 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘. - 𝙼𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚛. - 𝙰𝚝𝚎́ 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊̃ 𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊.

- 𝙰𝚝𝚎.́

- 𝚃𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘. - 𝙼𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖.

- 𝚃𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚊. - 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚌̧𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘.

- 𝙸𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚊. - 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊. - 𝙽𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚊. - 𝚂𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊.

𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝑫𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒕 𝑷𝒐𝒗

- 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖?

- 𝙾 𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜? - 𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘. - 𝙴́ 𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚒.

- 𝙾 𝚓𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚎́ 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎? - 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘. - 𝙾 𝙹𝚘𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣. 𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚃𝚊𝚢 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖.

- 𝙾 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛?

- 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊?

- 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌̧𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊, 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛.

- 𝙴𝚞 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚒 𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚞 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜.

- 𝙱𝚘𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎.

𝑨𝒏𝒚 𝑮𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝑷𝒐𝒗

𝙰𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚒 𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜.

𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖. 𝚄𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚖 𝚊̀ 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚣 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘. 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜.

𝚃𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚒 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚛 𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚒, 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚒 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘.

𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊.

𝙱𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘.

- 𝚃𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚡𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚣 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂. - 𝙼𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊.

- 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂. - 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚖.

- 𝚂𝚎𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚋𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚊, 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊 𝚖𝚊́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊. 𝙴𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖, 𝚜𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊. - 𝚂𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚘. - 𝙴𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚖. 𝚅𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊. - 𝙳𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚘 𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘̂𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘.

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