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𝖥𝗈𝗂 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂́𝖼𝗂𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗈 𝖫𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗎 𝖯𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈 𝖭𝗎𝗇𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗆 𝖫𝗂𝗌𝖻𝗈𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗓 𝖺𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝖽𝗎𝖼𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗉𝗈́𝗌𝗂𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈́𝗑𝗂𝗆𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗌. 𝖥𝗈𝗂 𝖾𝗇𝗏𝗂𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗈𝗎 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗈𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖺̃𝗈 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖺 𝗈𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗆 𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖼̧𝗈̃𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝗈𝗌, 𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝖺 𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗈𝗍𝖺𝖽𝖺. 𝖣𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾, 𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝖾̂𝗆 𝗎𝗆 𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗈𝗋𝗈𝗌𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗅.
𝖠 𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖺́𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗓 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾́ 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺́ 𝗇𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗂 𝖾 𝖾́ 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾. 𝖣𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗂, 𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋-𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖺́𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖺𝖽𝗈, 𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺̃𝗈 𝖾́ 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾 “𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗊𝗎𝖺𝖽𝗈” 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋. 𝖤́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗅𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈 𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝖽𝗂𝗀𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝖾́ 𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈́𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋. 𝖤 𝖾𝗎 𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗂𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖾𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗎𝗆 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉𝖾́𝗎 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗑𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝖿𝖾́𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖺 𝖠𝗎𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺́𝗅𝗂𝖺. 𝖥𝗈𝗂 𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗇𝗈 𝖾𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗈 𝖢𝗋𝗈𝖼𝗈𝖽𝗂𝗅𝗈 𝖣𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖾 𝖺 𝖾𝗇𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗋-𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗈𝖻𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗌 𝗁𝗂𝖽𝗋𝗈𝗀𝗋𝖺́𝖿𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗌. 𝖬𝖺𝗌 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝗅𝖾𝗂 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝖾𝗌𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝖺́𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺 𝖽𝗈 “𝖣𝗂𝖺́𝗋𝗂𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝖱𝖾𝗉𝗎́𝖻𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺” 𝖾́ 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺: 𝖭𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗋, 𝗇𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝖺, 𝗇𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾, 𝗏𝗂𝖺 𝖨𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗍 𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾́𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗌 𝗆𝖾𝗂𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗎𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈, 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗈𝗎 𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗈𝗌 𝖾 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗅𝖾𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗈𝗌, 𝗌𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺. 𝖲𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗆 𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋. 𝖰𝗎𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗂𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗍𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗆 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋, 𝗇𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈, 𝖾𝗆 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗈 𝗉𝗎𝗅𝗌𝗈 𝖾𝗆 𝖿𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗅𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝖽𝖺𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝖺𝗎𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗓𝖺𝖼̧𝗈̃𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖽𝖺̃𝗈 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗇𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝖳𝗂𝗄𝖳𝗈𝗄 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗋𝖾𝗂𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗆 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈 𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗂́𝗌. 𝖤 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗏𝖾𝗃𝗈 𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗎𝖾́𝗆 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈.
𝖬𝖺𝗌, 𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗁𝖺𝗋, 𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝗓-𝗆𝖾 𝗆𝗎𝗂𝗍𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝗌𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖺 𝗀𝖾𝗋𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝖾𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗌 𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗆 𝗍𝗈𝗉𝗌 𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗋 𝗈 𝗎𝗆𝖻𝗂𝗀𝗈 𝖾 𝗈𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖼̧𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗈 𝖿𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗋𝖺𝖻𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗌𝗌𝖺 𝗎́𝗇𝗂𝖼𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗈𝖼𝗎𝗉𝖺𝖼̧𝖺̃𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗈𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗇𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗉𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗋𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖺̀ 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗀𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖺 “𝗈 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾́ 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝖾𝗍𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾 𝖽𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖵𝖨?”. 𝖧𝗈𝗃𝖾 𝖾𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝖺̃𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 “𝖤𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖾́𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗏𝗈𝗌?” 𝖲𝗂𝗆. 𝖬𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝖾 𝖧𝖺𝗏𝖺𝗂𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗎 𝖼𝖺𝗉𝖺𝗓 𝖽𝖾 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖺𝗋. 𝖭𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗎 𝖯𝖾𝖽𝗋𝗈 𝖭𝗎𝗇𝖾𝗌, 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗌𝗈́ 𝗉𝗈𝖽𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖼̧𝗈̃𝖾𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖺𝖼̧𝗈̃𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗏𝖺𝗂 𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝖺 𝗌𝖺𝗅𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗎𝗆 𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝗈𝖽𝖺. 𝖲𝖾 𝗉𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗌𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗆, 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗌𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗎 𝖺 𝗏𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗇𝖺 𝖵𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗀𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝖺𝗏𝗈́ 𝖾𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗍𝖾́ 𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝖺 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗆𝖺𝖽𝖺 𝖽𝖾 “𝗀𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝖺𝗅𝗍𝖺”.
𝖲𝖾 𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝗍𝖺𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝖺 𝗏𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝗀𝗋𝖺, 𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈 𝗆𝖺𝗅 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝗇𝗈 𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾𝗎 𝗍𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗍𝖺𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖽𝖾 𝗉𝖺̂𝗇𝗂𝖼𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗈́ 𝗍𝖾𝗆 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖬𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗆𝖺́𝗍𝗂𝖼𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗋𝖾𝗆 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗋𝖾́𝗀𝗎𝖺 𝗇𝖺 𝗆𝖺̃𝗈. 𝖤 𝗂𝗌𝗍𝗈 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗂𝗌𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗋 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈́𝗑𝗂𝗆𝖺𝗌 𝗍𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖺 𝗌𝖾́𝗋𝗂𝖾 “𝖬𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝖺𝖼̧𝗎́𝖼𝖺𝗋”, 𝖾𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗆𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗅𝖾 𝗃𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗆 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝖿𝗂𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗓 𝗎𝗆 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍-𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝖡𝖺𝗋 𝖽𝗈 𝖥𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝗋 𝖲𝖺𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗁𝗈 𝗇𝗈 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝖾́𝗀𝗂𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝖡𝖺𝗋𝗋𝖺. 𝖠𝖼𝖺𝖻𝖺𝗏𝖺 𝖺𝗈 𝗌𝖾𝗀𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗌𝗈́𝖽𝗂𝗈.
𝖯𝖺𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖺 𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗍𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗍𝗋𝖺́𝗌 𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗇𝗁𝗎𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈 𝗂𝗋𝖺́ 𝗌𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗋 𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗏𝖺 𝖾𝗆𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗂𝗑𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝗈 𝖺𝗅𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖾 “𝗌𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗆 𝗏𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝖾 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺 𝖺 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗍𝗎𝗋𝖻𝖺𝗋 𝗈𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖺𝗌”. 𝖯𝗈𝗋 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗈, 𝖽𝖾𝗂𝗑𝗈 𝗈 𝗆𝖾𝗎 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗅𝗁𝗈 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗎𝗇𝗈𝗌, 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗎𝗌𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗉𝖺 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝗎𝖺𝗌 𝗋𝖺𝗓𝗈̃𝖾𝗌: 𝟣. 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗆 𝗈 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝖺̃𝗈 𝖽𝖺 𝗍𝗎𝗋𝗆𝖺 𝗇𝖺̃𝗈 𝗌𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝖽𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾𝗂𝗑𝖺𝗋 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝟩 𝗇𝗈 𝖾𝗑𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖺 𝖲𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖺 𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺 𝖺 𝖺𝗅𝖼̧𝖺 𝖽𝗈 𝗌𝗎𝗍𝗂𝖺̃ 𝖺̀ 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍𝗋𝖺 𝖾 𝟤. 𝗂𝗆𝗉𝗈𝗌𝗌𝗂́𝗏𝖾𝗅 𝖿𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝖺́𝖻𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗆. 𝖮 𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗊𝗎𝖾, 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾 𝗈𝗎𝗏𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋, 𝖾́ 𝗎𝗌𝖺𝗋 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗈𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗋𝗂𝖽𝖺. 𝖮𝗎𝗏𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝗓𝖾𝗋, 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝖾𝗎 𝗇𝗎𝗇𝖼𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗓.
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