MARGARIDA DAVIM

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𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑢 𝑝𝑜𝑢𝑐𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑜, 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑎 𝐶𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝐶𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎. 𝑉𝑒𝑗𝑜-𝑜 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑟-𝑠𝑒. 𝐶𝑢𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑜𝑠 𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑢𝑚 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑗𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑏𝑙𝑜𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑖𝑎 𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎. 𝐸́ 𝑢𝑚 𝘩𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑙𝑡𝑜, 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑖𝑎-𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑝𝑎𝑑𝑜, 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑎. 𝑈𝑚𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑢𝑚 𝑡𝑜𝑚 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑜. 𝐸𝑠𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐̧𝑎-𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑎́𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑜, 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖. 𝐹𝑎𝑧 𝑢𝑚 𝑎𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑛𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙, 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒, 𝑛𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑜, 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝘩𝑎́ 𝑥𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑓𝑜𝑏𝑖𝑎, 𝑛𝑒𝑚 𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑚𝑜. “𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑣𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑚”, 𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑎, 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑜𝑚 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑟𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑒𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑐̧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑎𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜, 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑓𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑙. 𝑂 𝐶𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑎 𝑒́ 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜.

𝐵𝑎𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑧, 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑧𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑎 𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝐶𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑎 𝟺.ª 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒. “𝑂 𝑚𝑒𝑢 𝑝𝑎𝑖 𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑎 𝑎 𝟺.ª 𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒”, 𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎, 𝑜𝑓𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜. 𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝘩𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚, 𝘩𝑎́ 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑑𝑎. 𝑈𝑚𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑣𝑜𝑧, 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑒 𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑙 𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑎. 𝑂 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑝𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑙. 𝐸 𝑒́ 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑧 𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑥𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑚 𝑑𝑜 𝐶𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎. 𝑈𝑛𝑠 𝑣𝑒̂𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝘩𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑚, 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑜 𝑒 𝘩𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙 𝑙𝘩𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑢𝑚 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑏𝑜́𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑎𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑜 (𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑗𝑎 𝑜́𝑏𝑣𝑖𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑢𝑖́𝑑𝑜). 𝑂𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑡𝑟𝑎́𝑠, 𝑛𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑒́𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑜 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑖𝑎. 𝐸 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑧𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑔𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑙𝘩𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑚 𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚.

𝐴 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑎𝑚𝑎́𝑙𝑔𝑎𝑚𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑣𝑎 𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎, 𝑜 𝐶𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑝𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜 “𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜”, 𝑜 𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑜 𝘩𝑜𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙, 𝑜 𝑐𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑜, 𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑥𝑢𝑎𝑙, 𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖́𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑜, 𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑢𝑝𝑡𝑜. 𝐿𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑖́𝑣𝑒𝑖𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑢́𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠, 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑖́𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒. “𝑆𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝟷𝟶 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑐̧𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑠𝑎, 𝑒́ 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠”, 𝑑𝑖𝑧-𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑒́𝑚 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑧𝑜 𝑛𝑢𝑚 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑙𝘩𝑜. 𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜𝑠 𝟺𝟸𝟼 𝑚𝑖𝑙𝘩𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑢𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝐴𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒́ 𝑉𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑎̀ “𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑔𝑒́𝑛𝑒𝑟𝑜” 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑟 𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑐𝘩𝑒𝑠 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑠, 𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐̧𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒, 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑜 𝑎 𝑣𝑖́𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑙𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑚𝑒́𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎. 𝐹𝑎𝑙𝑜 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑢́𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑣𝑎𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑎 𝑆𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎 𝑆𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑏𝑒𝑚 𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑝𝑜𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜, 𝑠𝑒𝑚 𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜, 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑉𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑧 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑟 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑎𝑟, 𝟺𝟸% 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑚 𝑒𝑚 𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑧𝑎. 𝐴 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑒́ 𝑢𝑚 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑙𝘩𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑠. “𝑂𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝘩𝑜𝑟.”

𝐸́ 𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑟𝑢𝑧𝑖𝑙𝘩𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑜𝑠. 𝐷𝑒́𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖́𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑆𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙, 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑒𝑚 𝑐𝑖𝑚𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎 𝑜𝑠 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑎̃𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑟𝑎́𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑜 𝑒 𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑑𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑎́ 𝑏𝑒𝑚-𝑠𝑢𝑐𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐̧𝑎𝑟 𝑒 𝑜 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑜 𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑙𝘩𝑎𝑟, 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑥𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑚-𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖. 𝑈𝑚 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑎̃𝑜 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑐𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎, 𝑜𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑢𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑣𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑠, 𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑐̧𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑒𝑚 𝑛𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑐𝑜-𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑓𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑜 𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑢. “𝑃𝑖𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎”, 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑚.

𝑀𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎. 𝐽𝑎́ 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑟, 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑢𝑚 𝑗𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑑𝑜 𝐸𝑥𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑒́ 𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑎̀ 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐̧𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎 𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑉𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑎. 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑟, 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑒 𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑔𝑜𝑛𝘩𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎 𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑖𝑠. 𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑟, 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑜𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎́𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠 𝑡𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑎̃𝑜 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒́𝑐𝑖𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑎 𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖́𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑎̀ 𝘩𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑙𝑖́𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑒́ 𝑡𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑧 𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑟 𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑎𝑟. 𝐸 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎́ 𝑝𝑖𝑜𝑟, 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑜 𝐶𝘩𝑒𝑔𝑎 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑒 𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝐸𝑥𝑒́𝑟𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑟𝑎́ 𝑑𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑠 𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑎 𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑖𝑥𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑟𝑎́𝑔𝑒𝑖𝑠 𝑜𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑡𝑒̂𝑚.

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IN "DIÁRIO DE NOTÍCIAS" - 18/01/24.