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𝘍𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘰́ 𝘦𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘦𝘫𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢́ 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘪́𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰 𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪́𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰, 𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘴𝘶 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘻𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘣𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘥𝘢 𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘺𝘢𝘤𝘪́𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦 𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘰, 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘶𝘦́𝘴 𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘥𝘰, 𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘪́𝘢 𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘶𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰.

𝘚𝘪 𝘢𝘴𝘪́ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘵𝘶́ 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘶 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘺𝘰 𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘮𝘪 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘢. 𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘵𝘰́ 𝘶𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘰𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦. 𝘋𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪́𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘭𝘢 𝘭𝘶𝘻 𝘺 𝘭𝘢 𝘰𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪́ 𝘺𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘪 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘰𝘥𝘳𝘢́𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯 𝘱𝘪𝘦 𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘨𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘮𝘶𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦.

𝘉𝘦𝘣𝘪𝘰́ 𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳 𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘭 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘰, 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯 𝘶𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘢.
 
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