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freeziegirl
It's a cruel joke on me.
Nome: Beatriz Rodriguez
Status: Usuário
Sexo: Feminino
Localização: São Paulo, São Paulo, Brasil
Aniversário: 9 de Agosto
Idade: 13
Cadastro:

.i'm peculiar.


Postado

.ι'м ρєcυƖιαя.


ησмє cσмρℓєтσ

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝙽𝚘𝚊𝚑 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎.



αρєℓι∂σ

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜.



ɗαтα ɗє αηινєяѕάяισ

𝙾 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝟷𝟸 𝚍𝚎 𝙵𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘, 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚚𝚞𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚊. 𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊. 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚒𝚞𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊́ 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊ç𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒́𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘.



ǀɗαɗє

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜.



αραяє̂ηcια



𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎́ 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚓𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚘.

𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚊 𝚎 𝚙𝚊́𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚚𝚞𝚒ç𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚎́ 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊, 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊, 𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖 𝚎́ 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚐𝚊𝚛, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝟺𝟿𝚔𝚐 𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝟷,𝟽𝟶. 𝙽𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚒́ 𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊. 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘.

𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚛 𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘. 𝙴́ 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚓𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚍𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚊. 𝙰𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚓𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚘𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚒, 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚖 𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘.

𝚂𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚜, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒́𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙽𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚊́-𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚊, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚗ç𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚊. 𝚂𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚍𝚊́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚛. 𝙾𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚜. 𝙼𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜.



𝙲𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊ç𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘. 𝚂𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜, 𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎. 𝚂𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚘. 𝚂𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚣𝚞𝚕. 𝙼𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚊𝚘 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘, 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜.

𝚂𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚣 𝚎́ 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘, 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚘. 𝙾𝚜 𝚕𝚊́𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚖, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚕𝚊́𝚋𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎̂-𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊.

𝚂𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚞 𝚑𝚊́𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚜, 𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚊 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒ç𝚊. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚏𝚘: 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚘. 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚡𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒ç𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚑𝚊́𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕.



ρнσтσρℓαуєя

𝙾 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎́ 𝙰𝚜𝚊 𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍.



σяιєηтαçα̃σ ѕєχυαℓ

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎́ 𝙿𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕. 𝙾𝚞 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊, 𝚐𝚎̂𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘, 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊ç𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚐𝚎̂𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎.



qυєя ραя?

𝙽𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊. ̶M̶̶a̶̶s̶̶ ̶̶e̶̶u̶̶ ̶̶a̶̶d̶̶o̶̶r̶̶a̶̶r̶̶i̶̶a̶̶ ̶̶q̶̶u̶̶e̶̶ ̶̶s̶̶h̶̶i̶̶p̶̶a̶̶s̶̶s̶̶e̶̶m̶̶ ̶̶m̶̶e̶̶u̶̶ ̶̶L̶̶i̶̶l̶̶l̶̶i̶̶-̶̶B̶̶a̶̶b̶̶y̶̶ ̶̶c̶̶o̶̶m̶̶ ̶̶u̶̶m̶̶ ̶̶b̶̶o̶̶y̶̶ ̶̶m̶̶a̶̶g̶̶i̶̶a̶̶ ̶̶a̶̶i̶.̶



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𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚒́ 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕.

𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝚂𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖: 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘, 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙽𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎: 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊̀ 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚛. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚕, 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘. 𝙾 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚞, 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚘𝚞, 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘, 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘, 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖. 𝚃𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊: 𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜.

𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜: 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘, 𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚜: 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚊́ 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚟𝚘𝚣 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚊 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚌𝚊.

𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚊𝚜 𝚞́𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚖 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎̂ 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊. 𝙶𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊́ 𝚊𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚎́𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎: 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖.

𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊́ 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚜. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣, 𝚊𝚕𝚎́𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕, 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́. 𝙰𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜, 𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚊̃𝚘 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜.



𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚘 𝚖𝚊́𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎, 𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚘ç𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚖, 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚜. 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚘, 𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘. 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘: 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎.

𝙰𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚖𝚘ç𝚘̃𝚎𝚜, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚕𝚎́𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘. 𝙾 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜: 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊́ 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚓𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚊 𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊́-𝚕𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚘𝚏𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜, 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊́-𝚕𝚊𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒ç𝚘𝚜𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚘. 𝚂𝚎𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜, 𝚎 𝚗𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜, 𝚎́ 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚘, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚛.

𝙾𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚊: 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊ç𝚘𝚜. 𝚂𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚍𝚘. 𝚂𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊ç𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘-𝚘, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖. 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚘, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛.



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𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚞 𝚎𝚖 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝙸𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚞𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚘: 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒́𝚕𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚋𝚛𝚎. 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒ç𝚘𝚜𝚘 𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚋𝚊𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚎ç𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚘. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊, 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚖. 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊́𝚐𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜: 𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚛𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚜.



𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚗𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚖, 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙰 𝚖𝚊̃𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚒́𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊, 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚎 𝙰𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗ç𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚎̂-𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚒 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘. 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊 𝚖𝚒́𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘: 𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊ç𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘. 𝙽𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘.

𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚘, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘, 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜? 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘, 𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖-𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘, 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜. 𝙽𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖, 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎? 𝙴𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚘, 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎, 𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘.

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚌𝚊̂𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎́𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚛𝚘, 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛ç𝚊 𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎. 𝚂𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚎́ 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚘, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊.

𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠, 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚚𝚞𝚎. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊ç𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚘 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚕. 𝙰𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖, 𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚘, 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚜. 𝙴́ 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚒𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚘𝚞, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚒𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚘. 𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚞 𝚊 𝚖𝚊ç𝚊 𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘𝚜, 𝙻𝚕𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚞. 𝙰𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝟿𝚟𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚞. 𝙾 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚘, 𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚘, 𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊́-𝚕𝚊, 𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜, 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚘 𝚊𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊.

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚊𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘. 𝚂𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒, 𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞-𝚕𝚑𝚎 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘. 𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚣𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘. 𝙾 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚒𝚞 𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚘, 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊. 𝙵𝚘𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚘. 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚘𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚑𝚘𝚓𝚎.

𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖, 𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚕𝚘. 𝚅𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚒́𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊: 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛, 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕, 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚐𝚎́𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙽𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚒. 𝙽𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊ç𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎, 𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎, 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒.

𝙴𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚊𝚙𝚘́𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚊́. 𝙵𝚘𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚕𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚞: 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚘, 𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚋𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘. 𝙰 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎ç𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚊𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚊 𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚊́, 𝚊 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊.

𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚊, 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚏𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎̂ 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊. 𝙰𝚝𝚎́ 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚕𝚊́. 𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘: 𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚊𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚞 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊, 𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚊, 𝚓𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚊́𝚐𝚞𝚊. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞: 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚊̃𝚘𝚜, 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚊 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚙𝚘.



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𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊. 𝙴́ 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊ç𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚘 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎ç𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚊́. 𝚄𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚡𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚛.



σ qυє αcнα ∂α ѕятα. gяєєηƒιηcн?

𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚍𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚊 𝚊ç𝚊̃𝚘, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚊 𝚂𝚛𝚝𝚊. 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕, 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚖. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚖, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎̂-𝚕𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛.



ρσяqυє єѕтά ησ Ɩαя ɗα ѕятα. gяєєηfιηcн?

𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊, 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚕𝚊́ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚗ç𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚊: 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚒, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚛 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖. 𝙴𝚕𝚎, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗ç𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚊𝚕𝚒 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚎́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛, 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛.



σ qυє мαιѕ σɗєια єм υмα ρєѕѕσα?

𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚊.



σ qυє мαιѕ gσѕтα єм υмα ρєѕѕσα?

𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚣𝚊.



cσмσ ναι тяαтαя:

𝙰𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜: 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚝𝚎̂𝚖, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚎̂𝚖, 𝚎́ 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚛. 𝙴́ 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 "𝚊 𝚖𝚊̃𝚎" 𝚍𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚞𝚙𝚘, 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚊́ 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚜, 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊́-𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕. 𝙴 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚕, 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊́ 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚕 , 𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊́ 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎́ 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚘. 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚘, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚡𝚊 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊.

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚘𝚗: 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘, 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚘.

𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚘𝚗: 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚜. 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊̃𝚘𝚜: 𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘 "𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜" 𝚗𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚛𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚘, 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘, 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚜.



ѕєgяє∂σѕ

𝙴́ 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚘𝚏𝚘́𝚋𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚊̂𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚘. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚜, 𝚎𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜.



υмα ραƖανяα qυє ɗєfιηє ѕєυ ρєяѕσηαgєм

"𝙶𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎".



υмα мύѕιcα qυє ɗєfιηα ѕєυ ρєяѕσηαgєм

𝙶𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 - 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎𝚢.





fανσяιтσѕ

𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚛𝚘 - 𝙾 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜.

𝙵𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎 - 𝙾 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎́𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚞𝚖 𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚜.

𝙱𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚜 - 𝙰𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚔𝚎𝚢𝚜, 𝙰𝙲/𝙳𝙲.

𝙰𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 - 𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚒 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘.

𝚂𝚎́𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 - 𝙰𝚌𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚎́𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊, 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.



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