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𝘈𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘰́ 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘱𝘢𝘥𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰́ 𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘢, 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘦́𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯̃𝘢𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘮𝘶́𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢, 𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘢 𝘴𝘶 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘰.

𝘚𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘴 𝘰 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘰𝘤𝘰 𝘢𝘯̃𝘰𝘴. 𝘈𝘯̃𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪́𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘰. 𝘗𝘶𝘦𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘦́ 𝘴𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘪 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘦𝘥𝘢 𝘰 𝘯𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘦𝘴… 𝘌𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯 ¿𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳?

𝘘𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘪́𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘳, 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘥𝘦 𝘯𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘪́𝘢 𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰́𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘪́ 𝘦𝘳𝘢: 𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘫𝘰𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰 𝘳𝘰𝘫𝘪𝘻𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘫𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘭𝘢́𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘴.
 
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