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𝖦𝗎𝗂𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗃𝗈́ 𝖼𝖺𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝖺́ 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎 𝗈𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝖺, 𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖺́𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝖾 𝖺𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖺 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗂𝗈́𝗇 𝗍𝖺𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗍𝖾́𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂́𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝗌𝗂 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗎𝗇𝖺 𝗂𝗅𝗎𝗌𝗂𝗈́𝗇 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗓𝖺 𝖽𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖻𝗂𝖺 𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗅𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗈. 𝖲𝖺𝖼𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗅𝗌𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗈 𝗈𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝗉𝗂́𝗅𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝗅𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝗃𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝖼𝖺 𝗁𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝖾́𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝖽𝖾 𝗌𝗎 𝗀𝖺𝗋𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖺.—𝖲𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗌 𝖢𝗁𝗂𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗒𝗈 𝗇𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝗂́ 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗂́𝖺 ¡𝖸𝖺 𝗇𝗈 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗂́𝖺! ¡𝖬𝖺𝗅𝖽𝗂𝗍𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝖺!—𝖦𝗈𝗅𝗉𝖾𝗈 𝖾𝗅 𝗌𝗈𝖿𝖺́ 𝖼𝗈𝗇 𝖿𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗓𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝗎 𝗈𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗇𝖺.—¡𝖩𝖺! ¿𝖰𝗎𝖾́ 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗌? 𝖭𝗈 𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗇 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗃𝖾.—𝖢𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖺, 𝗌𝗂 𝗅𝗈 𝗁𝖺𝖻𝗂́𝖺 𝗁𝖾𝖼𝗁𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗈 𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗎 𝗉𝗌𝗂𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗎𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗈 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗋𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗇 𝖾𝗅. 𝖫𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝖺 𝗌𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗂𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾, 𝗉𝗈𝖽𝗂́𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋 𝗌𝗎 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗉𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗈́𝗇 𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗃𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗈 𝗌𝗎 𝗅𝖺𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖺 𝗁𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗃𝗈.
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