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𝗛𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗼: 𝖳𝖾 𝖽𝖾𝗃𝖾́ 𝗎𝗇𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖺 𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗎 𝗆𝗈𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖺, 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝗋𝗍𝖾 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝖾 𝖺𝗆𝗈.
𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗶: ¿𝖤𝗇𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈?
*𝘿𝙤𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙞 𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙨𝙪 𝙢𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙖.*
𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗶: 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗎, 𝖾𝗌𝖺 𝗇𝗈 𝖾𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖺, 𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝗂 𝖽𝗂𝖾𝗓 𝗁𝗈𝗃𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖺𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗅𝖾𝗍𝖺𝗌.
𝗛𝗮𝗿𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗼: 𝖯𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗈́𝗇, 𝖾𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗂𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝗈𝗌 𝗅𝗈𝗌 𝗌𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗆𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈𝗌 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗂 𝖾𝗇 𝗎𝗇 𝗌𝗈𝗅𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝖺𝗓𝗈 𝖽𝖾 𝗉𝖺𝗉𝖾𝗅.
𝗗𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗲𝗶: *𝘎𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘴.* 𝖰𝗎𝖾 𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗌𝗂 𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗌 𝖧𝖺𝗋𝗎...
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