𝙳𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗
𝐋𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐄𝐦𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥.
𝔼𝕤 𝕝𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕕 𝕙𝕦𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕒 𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖 𝕕𝕖 𝕝𝕒 𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕖 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤, 𝕔𝕠𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕪 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕞𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕤, 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝕦𝕟𝕒 𝕓𝕦𝕖𝕟𝕒 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕕 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣 𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕒𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕒𝕗𝕣𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕔𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕤.
𝐋𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.
𝔼𝕤 𝕝𝕒 𝕚𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕒𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕘𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕒 𝕕𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕒𝕣, 𝕒𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕒𝕝𝕘𝕠 𝕖𝕟 𝕖𝕤𝕡𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕠.
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𝙴𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘.
𝙸𝚋𝚊 𝚊 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚊 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎.
𝙻𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘.
𝙰𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚢 𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚛, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘.
𝚂𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝙲𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚣𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗.
(ᵘᶠᶠᶠ ʳᵉ ᵈᵉᵗᵃˡˡⁱˢᵗᵃ ˡᵒʳᵈ ᶠᵃʳᵠᵘᵃᵈ)
𝚈 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎, 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊.
𝙰𝚕 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚘.
𝙴𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚘.
𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊.
𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕.
𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝚢 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚒, 𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚘.
𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚕𝚙𝚎 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚜.
𝙴𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝙰 𝙷𝙾𝚈!!, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚜!!
𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜...
𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘.
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𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚒𝚒𝚒!!!
𝙻𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘.
𝙻𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚣 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗̃𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊𝚑𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊, 𝚢𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘𝚜.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚒𝚒!!
𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘, 𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚗̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚄𝚂𝙷 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘-
𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚣𝚘 𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊!! 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊!!
𝙴𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚜.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙰𝚑- 𝙰𝚑𝚒 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜.
𝙳𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚘?
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚘.
𝙺𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚞 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚣𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙽𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘. 𝙴𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚛.
𝙻𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚓𝚘. 𝙰 𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗̃𝚘.
𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙾𝚢𝚎 𝚢𝚊. 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎.
𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚓𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚒 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚈𝚊𝚊𝚊!
𝙼𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚓𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚈 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘?
𝚃𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝚢 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙰𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚘, 𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚓𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚢 𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍?
𝙲𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚘, 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚊, 𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘.
(ᵃʸʸʸʸʸʸ ᵃⁿᵗᵒʲᵃ)
𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚣𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚣 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚊.
𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘, 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛.
𝚂𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚜 𝚢 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙵𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣 𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚗̃𝚘𝚜...
𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚘?
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚊, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚒. 𝙴𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕... 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘, 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝚃𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊.
𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘.
𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚘, 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚢 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚘.
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜.
𝙼𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚘𝚜.
𝙿𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚜.
𝙺𝚢𝚘𝚓𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚊, 𝙺𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚎...
𝙵𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚜.
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘, 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚣.
𝚂𝚒, 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚜.
𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍.
𝚈 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗.
𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚊.
𝙻𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚘.
(ⁿᵒ ᵉˢ ˢʰⁱᵖ, ʸ ᵈᵉ ʰᵉᶜʰᵒ ⁿᵒ ᵈᵉᵇᵉʳⁱᵃ ᵉˢᵖᵉᶜⁱᶠⁱᶜᵃʳˡⁱ ᵖᵒʳᵠᵘᵉ ˢⁱ ˢᵉ ᵗⁱᵉⁿᵉ ᵘⁿᵃ ᵃᵐⁱˢᵗᵃᵈ ˢᵃⁿᵃ, ᵉˢᵗᵃˢ ˢᵒⁿ ˡᵃˢ ᶜᵒˢᵃˢ ᵠᵘᵉ ʰᵃᶜᵉˢ ᵖᵒʳ ᵗᵘ ᵃᵐⁱᵏⁱ)
𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛.
𝙶𝚛𝚞𝚗̃𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚂𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚃𝚜𝚔- 𝙴𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜...
𝙱𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚜, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚘.
(ʳᵃᵖⁱᵈᵒ ᵖᵃˡᵃᵇʳᵃ ᵐⁱˡ ʲᵘᵃˢʲᵘᵃˢʲᵘᵃˢ)
𝙱𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚜, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚣𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚛.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝚂𝚒 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚛.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙴𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘! 𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚕.
𝚄𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝚢𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘.
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙷𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚑 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘.
𝙳𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: ¿𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘? 𝙴𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝚂𝚒...
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: ¿𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊? ¿𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚎?
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘; 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚗𝚟𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙳𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚑𝚒...
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚄𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙴𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙴𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘... 𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊...
𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚗̃𝚘𝚜, 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚛. 𝙰 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚊.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚜... 𝙻𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘...
𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚎𝚘 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: ¿𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘? ¿𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚘?
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚘.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝙰 𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚘... 𝚃𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚜... 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊...
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙴𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘...
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊...
𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚘, 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝚂𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜.
"𝙷𝚊𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛"
-☕︎-
𝙴𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚟𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒, 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎.
𝙻𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚊 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙻𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚛𝚒, 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚘 "𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛" 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕.
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝚎𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕.
𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚍𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒.
𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛.
𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙱𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘, 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜.
𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒: 𝚂𝚒... 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙾𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗
𝚁𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘.
𝙴𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚌𝚑𝚊, 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕.
𝙸𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘.
¿𝚄𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘?
𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚘.
𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎.
𝚁𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜.
𝙴𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.
𝙼𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒.
𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚜.
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