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𝙿𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚞 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝙴́𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛? 𝙷𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚞 𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊, 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘́𝚗 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚗𝚒́𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚝𝚞 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚗̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗̃𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜? 𝙱𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚢 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊́ 𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚒 𝚜𝚒 𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘? 𝚀𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚢𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚘́ 𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛...

𝙴𝚕 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚘́𝚗 𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚓𝚘 𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎́ 𝚢𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘.

-𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘- 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊- 𝚖𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘?... 𝙳𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛- 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒́𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚘́𝚗 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚊́𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚊́𝚙𝚒𝚣 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚒́𝚛𝚕𝚘? 𝚄𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛? - 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊? -𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘-

-𝚜𝚒 𝚕𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊- 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚒́𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚎́𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚕 𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚒́𝚗 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎́ 𝚕𝚘 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚢𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛?
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