𝘗𝘰𝘳𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘴 𝙢𝙞𝙡 𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙨 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘦́𝘶, 𝙚𝙪 𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘴 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙡𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚, 𝘦 𝙫𝙤𝙘𝙚̂ 𝘯𝘢̃𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢, 𝘤𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘱𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘮𝘢̃𝘰. 𝘌 𝙚𝙪 𝙨𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙞.
𝘔𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘴 𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙗𝙚́𝙢 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙢.
𝘌 𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰́𝘪.
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