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𝙴𝚗 𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊, 𝚞𝚗 𝚟𝚊𝚌í𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚎, 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊, 𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎. 𝚃𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚏𝚞𝚎𝚐𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚄𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚊, 𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘. 𝚃𝚞𝚜 𝚕á𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚜, 𝚗é𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜, 𝚄𝚗 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚞𝚗 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘. 𝚃𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜, é𝚡𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚛í𝚘, 𝚄𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘 𝚘𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚘, 𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚝í𝚘. 𝙰𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗, 𝙶𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝í𝚗. 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝙲𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚊 𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚓𝚘𝚜, 𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚒, 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗, 𝙷𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚍𝚘, 𝚖𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚗. 𝙴𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚏𝚊𝚣, 𝙻á𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚎𝚗, 𝚎𝚗 𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚣. 𝚃𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚖í𝚊𝚜, 𝚊 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚘, 𝚂𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚣ó𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚝𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚘. 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊. 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚢 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊. 𝙰𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚊𝚑𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎, 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚃𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚊 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊, 𝚖𝚒 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊, , 𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚊. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚙𝚞𝚎𝚍𝚘, 𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚘 𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚂𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒, 𝚕𝚊 𝚖𝚊ñ𝚊𝚗𝚊, 𝚞𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊ñ𝚊𝚛í𝚊 𝚝𝚞𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘, 𝙴𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚘, 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘. 𝚃𝚞𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘, 𝚝𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚘 𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘, 𝙼𝚒 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚖𝚒 𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚘. 𝙴𝚗 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚘, 𝚖𝚒 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚄𝚗 𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚕ó, 𝚞𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝚃𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚢 𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊, 𝚖𝚒 𝚍𝚞𝚕𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚢 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚎𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗ó.