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𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚛í𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝙹𝚊𝚣𝚖𝚒𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚖á𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚘. 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚓𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝ó 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚢 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕ó 𝚕𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍. 𝙻𝚊 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘. 𝙴𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚢 𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚛. 𝚂𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚎, 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚒ó 𝚑𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚘, 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛ó. 𝚈 𝚜𝚞 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍... 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 é𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚖á𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚌í𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚓𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝚈 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚣𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊.

𝚈 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝚄𝚗𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚝ó 𝚚𝚞é 𝚟𝚎í𝚊 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚖á𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚣𝚊, 𝚢 é𝚕 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊.

𝚂𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘, 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗 𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍í𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚌í𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘. 𝚂𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚋𝚊 𝚜𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍. 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊, é𝚕 𝚕𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚋í𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚣𝚊, ¡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚊𝚚𝚞í 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊! 𝙳𝚎𝚜𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚢 𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚔 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚛. 𝙸𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚒 𝚕𝚊 é𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚞𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎.