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𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚎 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚎 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚛, 𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊̃𝚘. 𝙰𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕, 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊.
𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒 𝚞𝚖 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚖.
𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚒 𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚛.
𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚎 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊. 𝙽𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊. 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊̃𝚘.
𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊, 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚟𝚒́𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘. 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊́-𝚕𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚌̧𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎̂-𝚕𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊.
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𝙷𝚘𝚓𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚊́𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙰 𝚈𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚐𝚊, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚎́𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚞 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚌̧𝚘. 𝙾 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊, 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝟹 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚊 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛.
𝙳𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜. 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚌̧𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚘.
- 𝙽𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚊, 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒? - 𝚅𝚎𝚓𝚘 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚙 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚜. - 𝙴𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝟻 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚊? - 𝚁𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜.
- 𝙿𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚒. - 𝙲𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘. - 𝙰 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝙽𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚞𝚖 𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘.
- 𝙴́ 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊? - 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚌̧𝚊. - 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚗𝚎́?
- 𝙾𝚕𝚑𝚊, 𝚎𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚞 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚒 𝚎𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚣. 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚘, 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚘.
- 𝙴𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚞́𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘. 𝚃𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚎̂ 𝚏𝚊𝚣 𝚎́ 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘. - 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊.
- 𝙷𝚊̃...𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘. 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘. 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚘.
- 𝙴𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚘, 𝚟𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚊́.
- 𝚃𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊?
- 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚍𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎? - 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚊.
- 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊. 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘.
- 𝙿𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚒.
- 𝚅𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊. - 𝙿𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘. - 𝚅𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚌̧𝚊𝚛.
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