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𝐴𝑠 𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑝𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝐶𝑎𝑏𝑢𝑙 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑚𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑢𝑚 𝑚𝑖́𝑛𝑖𝑚𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒. 𝐸́ 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑚𝑒, 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝘩𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑠. 𝐺𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜, 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑥𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑜, 𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑜́𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑑𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑠𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝐶𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢, 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑒́𝑛𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟿 𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝘩𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑟 𝑛𝑜 𝑗𝑢𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑎́𝑟𝑖𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟 𝑒 𝑑𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑙𝘩𝑒𝑟, 𝐸𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑎. 𝐴𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑐̧𝑜 𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑖́𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑆𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑎𝑚 𝐻𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑖𝑛 𝑛𝑜 𝐼𝑟𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑒 𝐾𝘩𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑓𝑖 𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑎 𝐿𝑖́𝑏𝑖𝑎. 𝑀𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑒, 𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑠, 𝑜 𝑐𝘩𝑜𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑙𝘩𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐̧𝑜 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑐̧𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑜𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎̂𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑜𝑠, 𝑒𝑚 𝐶𝑎𝑏𝑢𝑙 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝘩𝑎́ 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑢𝑛𝘩𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠. 𝐸 𝑒́ 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑎. 𝐸́ 𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑚 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑚 𝐶𝑎𝑏𝑢𝑙.

𝐴𝑜 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑎𝑟 𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑔𝑎̃𝑜, 𝑣𝑒̂𝑚-𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑎́𝑠 𝑎̀ 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑐̧𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑠, 𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑙𝑢𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑠. 𝐴𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑓𝑟𝑎𝑠𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑥. “𝐻𝑎́ 𝑢𝑚 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎 𝑜 𝐴𝑓𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎̃𝑜.” 𝑂 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑎 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑙𝑒𝑟𝑎̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎, 𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜, 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜, 𝑑𝑜 𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜, 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑔𝑎̃. 𝐸́ 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑖𝑡𝑜, 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑟 𝑎𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑚𝑒. 𝑀𝑎𝑠 𝑒́ 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑟, 𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑜, 𝑎𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎𝑝𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑜 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒, 𝑛𝑜 𝑂𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑙, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎́𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝘩𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑟 𝐶𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜. 𝐴 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑎́𝑠𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑠 𝑒 𝑓𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑠, 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖́𝑣𝑒𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑜 “𝑒𝑢”, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑖 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑖́𝑐𝑖𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑟, 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑛𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑎 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝘩𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑢. 𝑀𝑎𝑠 𝑒́, 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑛𝘩𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠, 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑎́𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑟, 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑎́𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑜, 𝑎̀ 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑢, 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎 𝑒𝑓𝑒́𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑎.

𝐼𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑎 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑜𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑎̀ 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑖𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖́𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑜𝑠 (𝑒 𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑢𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑚), 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑐̧𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑔𝑒𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑒́𝑔𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑠, 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑎: 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑓𝑒𝑔𝑎̃𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑢𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎-𝑙𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟𝑎́ 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑎 𝘩𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑖́𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝟸𝟶 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑖́𝑠.

𝑆𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑓𝑎́ 𝑒𝑚 𝐿𝑖𝑠𝑏𝑜𝑎, 𝑒́ 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖́𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑚 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑗𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑙𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑣𝑎́𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑠 “𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑠” 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑝𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑠. 𝑂 𝑂𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑜 𝐴𝑓𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒, 𝑎𝑡𝑒́ 𝘩𝑎́ 𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑐𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑠, 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝘩𝑎, 𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑖𝑠, 𝑛𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑎 𝑒 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑓𝑒́𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑣𝑖́𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑣𝑒𝑧𝑒𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎́𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑠. 𝑂 𝑂𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑐𝘩𝑜𝑐𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑥𝑜𝑟𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑜 𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑠, 𝑜 𝑂𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑠 𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑒́ 𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒, 𝑛𝑢𝑚 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑎𝑐̧𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑐𝑎𝑠 𝑠𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑠, 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑎́ 𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝐶𝑎𝑏𝑢𝑙 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑓𝑢́𝑡𝑖𝑙 “𝑒𝑛𝑛𝑢𝑖”, 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠 “𝑗𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑖𝑠” 𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑎 𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑖𝑏𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑠, 𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑢́𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑠 𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑧𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑎.

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