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𝙻𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚢 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚊.
𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚓𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗. 𝙰𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚒, 𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎.
𝙴𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘, 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞 "𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊"
𝙰𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊, 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜.
¿𝚁𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚗?
𝙼𝚞𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎.
- 𖣘 ⏳ 𖣘 -
𝙴𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚢 𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘.
𝙴𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚢𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘.
𝙴𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊, 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗, 𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚢𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚎𝚕.
₊‧.°.⋆❀•˚₊‧⋆.₊‧.°.⋆♡︎•˚₊‧⋆.₊‧.°.⋆𖣘•˚₊‧⋆
𝐁𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐬, 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮!
¿𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝? ¡𝐍𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐲 𝐛𝐢𝐞𝐧!
𝐀𝐮𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨. 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐫 𝐚 𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐬 𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚, 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨.
𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐞𝐝𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐙𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐨𝐫.
𝐌𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐪𝐮𝐢 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐬.
𝐏𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨, 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐠𝐨. ¿𝐀𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐧̃𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢 𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐬?
𝐍𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐚 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐨, 𝐚𝐬𝐢 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐪𝐮𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐥𝐨 𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬, ¿𝐃𝐞𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐣𝐚𝐫 𝐝𝐞 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐥𝐞?
𝐏.𝐃.
𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐬 𝐥𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐨𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐚!
𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞: 𝐊𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐨 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐫𝐨
𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐚: 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐳𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐆𝐢𝐲𝐮𝐮.
₊‧.°.⋆❀•˚₊‧⋆.₊‧.°.⋆♡︎•˚₊‧⋆.₊‧.°.⋆𖣘•˚₊‧⋆.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚘.
𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛.
¿𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎?
- 𖣘 ⏳ 𖣘 -
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚘; 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚛.
𝙴𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕, 𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎.
𝚂𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚛.
(ʸᵒ ʸ ᵐⁱ ˡᵉᵗʳᵃ ᵈᵉ ᵈᵒᶜᵗᵒʳ)
𝙴𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘. 𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚢 𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎́ 𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘.
𝙳𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚞𝚗 "𝙼𝚑𝚖𝚖" 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚊.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚢𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎́ 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚊.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕...
𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚘, 𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎.
𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚜, 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚜.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙹𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘...
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙽𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚘.
𝙴𝚕 𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢 𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: ¿𝚀𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘? 𝙴𝚗 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚓𝚘𝚕 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚌𝚎. 𝚂𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜.
𝚂𝚞 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗, 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚢𝚘.
𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘.
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𝙲𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚘.
𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚘, 𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: ¿𝙴𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘? 𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊...
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙰𝚜𝚒 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘𝚜, 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚜.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: ¡𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚒!
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚊.
𝙳𝚒𝚓𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚗̃𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘.
𝙴𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚣𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚘. 𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚗.
𝙰𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊, 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘.
𝚂𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚢 𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚌𝚑𝚊.
𝙰𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙰𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘, 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚓𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘.
𝙰𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘, 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊. 𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚢 𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚣𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙽𝚒 𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚜
𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚘. 𝙸𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚣𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘.
𝙴𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚌𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚋𝚎́ 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘.
𝙻𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘, 𝚊 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚘𝚜.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚢𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚢 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚘, 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: 𝚈𝚊 𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊, ¿𝙳𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘?
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜...
𝙴𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜.
𝙴𝚕 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘 𝚊𝚞𝚎 𝚢𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛, 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚣𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜.
𝙴𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚘, 𝚜𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕.
𝙰𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚓𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚘.
𝚂𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒: ¿𝙽𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚒 𝚗𝚒𝚗̃𝚘?
𝙴𝚕 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚓𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚕𝚎𝚜.
(ˢᵃᵗᵒʳᵘ ᵍᵒʲᵒ, ᵉʳᵉˢ ᵗᵘ? 😦)
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞 𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚘, 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚘.
𝙶𝚒𝚢𝚞𝚞: 𝙻𝚘 𝚎𝚜.
𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐦𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐨.
𝐂𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐥𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥.
"𝐎𝐜𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐞 𝐅𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨"
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❀ • ᭄ꦿ 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐎 ࿐ 𖣘
ᵖᵉʳᵈᵒⁿ ˢⁱ ᵉˢ ᵃˡᵍᵒ ᶜᵒʳᵗᵒ, ᵖᵉʳᵒ ⁱⁿᵛᵉˢᵗⁱᵍᵃⁿᵈᵒ, ˡᵃ ⁱᵈᵉᵃ ᵈᵉ ᵠᵘᵉ ᵛⁱˢⁱᵗᵃʳᵃⁿ ᵃ ˡᵒˢ ᵏᵃᵐᵃᵈᵒ ⁿᵒ ᵉʳᵃ ᵛⁱᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵖᵒʳ ᵘⁿᵃ ᵈᵉ ˡᵃˢ ᵗʳᵃᵈⁱᶜⁱᵒⁿᵉˢ ʲᵃᵖᵒⁿᵉˢᵃˢ ᵠᵘᵉ ʰᵃʸ.
ᵖⁱᵖⁱᵖⁱ
ᵇᵘᵉⁿᵒ, ᵛᵃᵐᵒˢ ᵗᵉʳᵐⁱⁿᵃⁿᵈᵒ ᵈᵉˢᵖᵘᵉˢ ᵈᵉ ᵗᵃⁿᵗᵒ ᵗⁱᵉᵐᵖᵒ, ᵖᵘᵉᵈᵒ ᵈᵉᶜⁱʳ ᵠᵘᵉ ᵐᵉ ᵈⁱᵛᵉʳᵗⁱ ʰᵃᶜⁱᵉⁿᵈᵒ ᵉˢᵗᵒ ᵉ ⁱⁿᵛᵉˢᵗⁱᵍᵃⁿᵈᵒ ᵐᵃˢ ˢᵒᵇʳᵉ ˡᵒˢ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿᵃʲᵉˢ ʸ ᵃˡᵍᵘⁿᵃˢ ᵗʳᵃᵈⁱᶜⁱᵒⁿᵉˢ ᵈᵉ ʲᵃᵖᵒⁿ ᵃᵘⁿᵠᵘᵉ ⁿᵒ ˢᵉᵃⁿ ᵐᵘʸ ᵃᶜᵉʳᵗᵃᵈᵃˢ
ʸ ᵖᵒʳ ᶠⁱⁿ ᵉˢᵗᵒ ᵛᵃ ᵃ ᵗᵉʳᵐⁱⁿᵃʳ.
ᵖᵉʳᵈᵒⁿ ᵖᵒʳ ᵃᵗʳᵃˢᵃʳᵐᵉ ᵉⁿ ˡᵃˢ ᵖᵘᵇˡⁱᶜᵃᶜⁱᵒⁿᵉˢ, ᵖᵉʳᵒ ʰᵘᵇⁱᵉʳᵒⁿ ᵖʳᵒᵇˡᵉᵐᵃˢ ᵗᵉᶜⁿⁱᶜᵒˢ.
ᵃʰᵒʳᵃ ˢⁱ, ᵉˢᵗᵉ ᶠⁱⁿ ᵃᶜᵗᵘᵃˡⁱᶻᵒ ᵗᵒᵈᵃˢ ᵐⁱˢ ʰⁱˢᵗᵒʳⁱᵃˢ
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ᵖᵉⁿˢᵃⁿᵈᵒˡᵒ ᵇⁱᵉⁿ, ᶜᵒⁿ ᵏᵃⁿᵏᵃᵍᵃʳⁱ ᵗᵉⁿᵍᵒ ˢᵘᶠⁱᶜⁱᵉⁿᵗᵉ...
ᵉˢᵖᵉʳᵒ ᵠᵘᵉ ˡᵉˢ ʰᵃʸᵃ ᵍᵘˢᵗᵃᵈᵒ.
ᵉⁿ ᶠⁱⁿ, ˡᵃ ʰⁱᵖᵒᵗᵉⁿᵘˢᵃ ˣᵈ
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