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𝖤𝗌𝗍-𝖼𝖾 𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝖾? 𝖲𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗁𝖾́𝗌𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗈𝗎𝗂. 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗎 𝗆𝖾 𝗋𝖾́𝗏𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖼 𝗎𝗇 𝖽𝖾́𝗃𝖾𝗎𝗇𝖾𝗋 𝖺𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗍, 𝗉𝗎𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗇 𝖾𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗋 𝖺̀ 𝗅𝖺 𝖿𝖾̂𝗍𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗇𝖾. 𝖩𝖾 𝗇'𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋, 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾 𝗆'𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗒𝖾́𝖾. 𝖵𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌. 𝖤𝗇 𝖿𝗂𝗇 𝖽'𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾̀𝗌-𝗆𝗂𝖽𝗂, 𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾 𝗆'𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖾́𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾̀𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗂̂𝗍𝖾 𝖺̀ 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖬𝗈𝗋𝗂, 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗑 𝗅𝖾̀𝗏𝗋𝖾𝗌. 𝖠̀ 𝗌𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗃𝖾 𝗇𝖾 𝗅𝖾 𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾, 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗆𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗃𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝖵𝗒𝗇 𝖱𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋, 𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗋. 𝖡𝗋𝖾𝖿, 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌. 𝖩𝖾 𝗆'𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗀𝖾́ 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖻𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝖾́𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗏𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗂̂𝗍𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗎𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗅𝗂𝗍. 𝖲𝗎𝗋 𝗅𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗃'𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖾́𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖼'𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗎𝗇 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗎 𝖽𝖾 𝖲𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗍 𝗊𝗎'𝖾𝗅𝗅𝖾 𝗇𝖾 𝗆'𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾́𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗎. 𝖤𝗇 𝗅'𝗈𝗎𝗏𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍, 𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗂𝗋 𝖺𝗏𝖾𝖼 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗅𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗅𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗂̂𝗍𝖾, 𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝗂𝖾𝗋 𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗌𝖾́ 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗌. 𝖫'𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗉𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 «𝓢𝓸𝓲𝓽 𝓹𝓻𝓮̂𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝟏𝟕𝓱~» 𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗎𝗌. 𝖩𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗅'𝖾́𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝖵𝗒𝗇, 𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝖾𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾́, 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖾́ 𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝖾́𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖾 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗌𝗈𝗂𝗀𝗇𝖾́, 𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝖾̂𝗍𝗋𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗅𝗎𝗂. 𝖬𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗎̂𝗅𝖺𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖬𝗈𝗂 𝖾𝗍 𝗅𝗎𝗂, 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖺̀ 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗎𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍, 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗋. 𝖩𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗋, 𝗃𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗆𝖾𝗋, 𝖼𝖾 𝗇'𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇 𝖽𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝖽𝖾𝖺𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖾. 𝖢𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾́𝗏𝗎 𝗂𝗅 𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗇𝗎 𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗑-𝗌𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗌, 𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗆𝗂𝗌𝖾 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾, 𝗎𝗇 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗁𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗇𝖼𝖾́ 𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗇 𝗃𝖾𝖺𝗇 𝗃𝖺𝗆𝖻𝖾 𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝖾̂𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋. 𝖬𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇, 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗎𝗇 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗎𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖾́ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘳 𝘨𝘰𝘶̂𝘵𝘦𝘶𝘹. 𝖩𝖾 𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝗉𝗂𝗓𝗓𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗍𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗇 𝖻𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝖺 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇 𝗌𝗎𝗀𝖺𝗋. 𝖫𝖾 𝗀𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖺̂𝗍𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗌𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝗎𝗇 𝖢𝗈𝖼𝖺, 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝗂𝗓𝗓𝖺. 𝖭𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗅𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖾𝗍 𝖽𝖾 𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇, 𝖽𝗎 𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗅𝗈𝗍, 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖻𝖾𝖺𝗎𝗑 𝖾𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗎𝗏𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍. 𝖫𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝖺𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖾 𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾. 𝖠̀ 𝗅𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗇 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝖾 𝖽𝖾́𝗅𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖾𝗎𝗑 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍, 𝗂𝗅 𝗆'𝖾𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗎𝗇 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖼. 𝖠̀ 𝖼𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗎𝗋𝖾-𝖼𝗂, 𝗉𝖾𝗎 𝖽'𝖾𝗇𝖿𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗌 𝗃𝗈𝗎𝖺𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗃𝖾𝗎𝗑, 𝖾𝗍 𝗌𝖾𝗎𝗅𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗈𝗎 𝗀𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝖾𝗌 𝖽'𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍 𝖽𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗌 𝗂𝖼𝗂. 𝖭𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗅𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗋, 𝗌𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗇 𝖿𝗋𝗈̂𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗍 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖿𝗈𝗂𝗌 𝗅𝖺 𝗆𝖾̂𝗆𝖾 𝖾𝗍 𝗎𝗇 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖻𝗅𝖾 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗍. 𝖭𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝖾̀𝗌 𝖽'𝗎𝗇 𝖾́𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍, 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝗇 𝖿𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗌 𝗌𝖺𝗎𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗎𝗋𝖾𝗎𝗋𝗌, 𝗅𝖺 𝗅𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝖾́𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗅𝖺 𝗇𝗎𝗂𝗍 𝖾𝗍 𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗌, 𝖽𝖾𝗎𝗑 𝗆𝖺𝗀𝗇𝗂𝖿𝗂𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗇𝖾𝗌.