𝚃𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝙰𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜, 𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚖 𝚘 𝙸𝚛𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚎. 𝙽𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚎𝚛-𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚟𝚎́𝚞 (𝙷𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚋) 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜, 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚓𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚊𝚜. 𝙴𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝟸𝟸 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜, 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚊 𝚃𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒́𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚌𝚞𝚓𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚘 "𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎" 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚊̀ 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊. 𝙾𝚞 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊. 𝙳𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚛𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚓𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚎.
𝙽𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚣𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎́ 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘, 𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚘 𝚜𝚎́𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚇𝚇𝙸, 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎́𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚘𝚞. 𝙽𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚖 𝚘𝚜 𝚖𝚊́𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚣 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚊́𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚘𝚞 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊. 𝚃𝚊𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚣, 𝚞𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚊, 𝚕𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚕. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊́ 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊́ 𝚍𝚊𝚛-𝚕𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚐𝚞𝚖 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘.
𝙴𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚒́𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚊𝚘𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚒, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚣 𝚍𝚎 𝟷𝟼 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚜. 𝚄𝚖 𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚣 𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚞 𝚊̀ 𝚛𝚞𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚞 𝚙𝚊𝚒́𝚜. 𝙰 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚎: 𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚊-𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎́𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎. 𝙴 𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎́ 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊.
𝙰𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 "𝚟𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚜" 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚊𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎 𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘́𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚘́ 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚘𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚞𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚒𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚛-𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊. 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚎́𝚖, 𝚗𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒́𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜. 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚕𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚘𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚞́𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚎́𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚒́𝚜. 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊.
𝚀𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚎́𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖 - 𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚘́𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 - 𝚎́ 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚞𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚘 𝚐𝚎́𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚞 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚑𝚊 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚣𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚛. 𝙾𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜, 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖, 𝚜𝚎𝚓𝚊𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜-𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚌̧𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚖 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚞𝚖. 𝚄𝚖 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚖 𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜. 𝚂𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜. 𝙰𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎. 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚑𝚊́ 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚓𝚊𝚋𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚊𝚛. 𝙼𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚛 𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌̧𝚊𝚜.
𝙶𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚒𝚊 𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚒, 𝚎𝚖 𝚟𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚊𝚛 𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊-𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙸𝚝𝚊́𝚕𝚒𝚊, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊́ 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚍𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚐𝚎́𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚜. 𝙿𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘: 𝚖𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚌̧𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚞́𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎́𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚜, 𝚕𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒́𝚙𝚘𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚊. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚋𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚎, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘, 𝚟𝚒 𝚗𝚊 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚅𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙻𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎̂𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝙴𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚒𝚊. 𝙽𝚊̃𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚘 𝚊 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊́-𝚕𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚞𝚖 𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚌̧𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚘, 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚒 𝚊 𝚟𝚊́𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜 𝚗𝚒́𝚟𝚎𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚕 𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚡𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚘, 𝙹𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚊 𝙰𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗, 𝚗𝚊 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚊 𝚉𝚎𝚕𝚊̂𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊. 𝙰 𝚞́𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚎́ 𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎, 𝚗𝚊 𝙴𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚊, 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚖𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌̧𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚜, 𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚕𝚒́𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚊́ 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚘𝚙𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕.
𝙿𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚛𝚘 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚘, 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚞𝚖 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚒́𝚌𝚞𝚕𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚊́𝚟𝚎𝚕 𝚎 𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚎́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚜, 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚊𝚖 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚖 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚌̧𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚊. 𝙽𝚘 𝙱𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕, 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚘 𝚎 𝙻𝚞𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚊 𝚂𝚒𝚕𝚟𝚊, 𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚎́𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚊 𝚎𝚖 𝚂𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚃𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚝. 𝙰𝚍𝚟𝚘𝚐𝚊𝚍𝚊, 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚊, 𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚒́𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊. 𝚁𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝚙𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚊𝚍𝚎́𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚘𝚜 𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚒𝚜. 𝙲𝚘𝚖 𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚘 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚍𝚘𝚜. 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚊̃𝚘 𝚍𝚊 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚒𝚌̧𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌̧𝚊 𝚗𝚘 𝚂𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚍𝚘. 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚊 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊 𝚎, 𝚊 𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚐𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚘, 𝚎́ 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚘 𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚜.