𝒬𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝒽𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓁 𝓋𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒶̀. 𝒪𝑔𝑔𝒾 𝒹𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓁𝑒𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒾 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝓂𝒾𝑒𝒾 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓋𝒾 𝒽𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝒷𝒾𝒶, 𝓂𝓊𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝒹𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒶©

𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶̀, 𝓁𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝓁𝒾, 𝓃𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒹𝓊𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒.©

𝒩𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒, 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓁𝑜. ℋ𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁' 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜 𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝑒𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜.©

𝒪𝑔𝑔𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒸𝑒𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝒸𝓊𝓃𝒾 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾, 𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝓂𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝒹𝑜 𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒾 𝓂𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑜̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓁𝒸𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒. ℰ𝓅𝓅𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾 𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾 𝑒 𝒾 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑜𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝒾 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶. ℰ𝓇𝒶 𝓁' 𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟶. ℬ𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓋𝒶 𝓊𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜, 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑜, 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶.©

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ℱ𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝒾𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒾 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒸𝒾. ℳ𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒾.
𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝒾 𝓈𝒾 𝓉𝒾𝑒𝓃𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑜.
𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝒾 𝓈𝒾 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝓇𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀.
𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒻𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝒹𝒹𝑜 𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒾 𝑒̀ 𝓁' 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁' 𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓇𝒶.
𝒟𝒾 𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓇𝓈𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜, 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒸𝒾, 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾.©

𝒫𝑒𝓇 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒶 𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑒́ 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒, 𝓂𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓊𝓉𝑜𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁'𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝓃𝓊𝑜𝓋𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒.
ℱ𝒶𝓇 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒷𝒷𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝓊𝓉𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝒾 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁'𝒶𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶̀.
ℛ𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃'𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝒶 𝓈𝒻𝓇𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓉o 𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝑒𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜, 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝓁' 𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓏𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝓃𝓊𝑜𝓋𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝑔𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁'𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃' 𝑒𝓃𝓃𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓂𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝒶𝓊𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓋𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒶. 𝒜𝓊𝑔𝓊𝓇𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝒹𝑜𝓁𝒸𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻©

 

𝒟𝒾 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑜 𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓋𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝓊𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒶𝓁 𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓁𝑜, 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓊𝓃𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓈𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒾 𝒶 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓈𝓊̀,  𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜, 𝓂𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓂𝓂𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝓅𝑜’.©

𝒯𝓇𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒾 𝓅𝒾𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑒 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒: 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶, 𝓊𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑜, 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓉𝑒𝓁𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒶, 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒, 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒, 𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒾𝑜.
𝒟𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑜𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒾𝑜̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝒹𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜. 𝒜𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝑒𝓇𝑒𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝑒̀ 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝓈𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜. 𝒪 𝑒̀ 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾, 𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝑒̀ 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒾. 𝒰𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒, 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓊𝑔𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝒮𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑜 𝓋𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝑒, 𝓁’𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒©

𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒾 𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝓋𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒷𝒷𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾.
𝒫𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒́ 𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓉𝒾 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒾, 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒻𝑒𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝒶.
𝒯𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓉𝒶̀, 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑜. 𝒜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝓈𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒶𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓉𝒶̀ 𝓂𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝑜. ℱ𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜𝒸𝒾 𝑒 𝒶𝒾𝓊𝓉𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓁𝒾 𝒶𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑜, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒́ 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓃𝑜𝒾 𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁’𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶, 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒾 𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜, 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹𝒶𝓋𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓈𝓊𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓋𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑜.
𝒞𝒽𝒾 𝒽𝒶 𝓁𝑜 𝓈𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝓊𝓃 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑜, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒́ 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒾 𝑒 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒶̀ 𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝒾 𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝒻𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜.
𝒰𝓃 𝒾𝓃 𝒷𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒶 𝒶𝓁 𝓁𝓊𝓅𝑜 𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶. 𝒜 𝓋𝑜𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝓈𝒶𝓁𝓊𝓉𝑜, 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓃𝑜 𝒹’𝒶𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝒾𝑜̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓉𝑒 𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝒾𝑜̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝒷𝒷𝑒𝓃𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒.©