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 𝙰 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚎 , 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 . 𝚗𝚊 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝑒𝑝𝑜𝑐𝑎 𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚍𝚘 4° 𝙺𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚔𝚊𝚐𝚎 , 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚖  𝚌𝚘𝚖  𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘𝚜 , 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚞 𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚎 𝑣𝚊𝚣𝑖𝑜 por dentro  .

𝙴𝚖 𝚞𝚖𝚊  𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚘 𝚟𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚊  𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 ,  𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚎𝚞 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚒 𝚘 𝚊𝚓𝚞𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒 𝚗𝚊𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚘𝚞 𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚋𝚒𝚞 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚊 .

𝙰𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚞  𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚞 ραi 𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚓𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚞 𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚊 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚑𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚊.

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[....]𝘘𝘶𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘢 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘰 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘎𝘢𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘰 , 𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘶𝘮𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘫𝘶𝘶 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘪 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘶 𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰, 𝘶𝘮 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘦 𝘥𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘦 . 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘰 𝘶𝘮 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘭𝘢 𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘮 𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘮 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘢𝘮𝘢-𝘭𝘰, 𝘎𝘢𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘻𝘢𝘳 𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦ç𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘧𝘰𝘳ç𝘢.

— 𝘌𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘶 𝘚/𝘯 ?

— 𝘚𝘪𝘮 , 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘫𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘶 𝘷𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘻𝘦𝘴 .

𝘋𝘢 𝘶𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘢 𝘯𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘥𝘦 𝘚/𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘲𝘶𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘻 𝘦𝘭𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘣𝘳𝘦 𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘰 𝘦 𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘰. — 𝘕𝘢𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢 ! 𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘢 𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘢 . 𝘝𝘰𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘩𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘦 365 𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢 𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘳 .

— 𝘔𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘱𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘪. — 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘰 𝘦𝘮 𝘴𝘦𝘶 𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘰 .