"6 𝘥𝘦 𝘫𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘦 2001, 𝘖𝘥𝘦𝘪𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢́ 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘰. 𝘕𝘢̃𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢 𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘮, 𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦. 𝘌𝘭𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘮𝘢̃𝘦. 𝘏𝘰𝘫𝘦 𝘢 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘰 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘪 𝘦𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘹𝘰 𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘢. 𝘔𝘦𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘪 𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘶 𝘢𝘵𝘦́ 𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘭 𝘲𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘯𝘰𝘴 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳. 𝘈 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘦𝘭𝘩𝘰𝘶 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘤̧𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘢𝘳. 𝘕𝘢̃𝘰 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘻 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰".All Rights Reserved