𝐸𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎𝑚 𝑜𝑙𝒉𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑢𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑜𝑙𝒉𝑜𝑠 𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑎́𝑣𝑒𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝐶𝒉𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔-𝑠𝑎𝑛 𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑎 𝑚𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑐𝒉𝑒𝑐𝒉𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑎, "𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑒̂ 𝑣𝑎𝑖 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑟." 𝐸𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑎́𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑗𝑎́ 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑎𝑑𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑟𝑎𝑟, 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑗𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑜. "𝑁𝑎̃𝑜, 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑗𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑠, 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑏𝑒𝑚" 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑜𝑢 𝑎 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒𝑐̧𝑎 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑐̧𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑖𝑡𝑜 𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑐𝒉𝑎́. 𝐸𝑙𝑎 𝑜 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜-𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑜𝑢 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑚 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑙𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟. 𝑁𝑎-𝑌𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑎𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑧𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑖𝑥𝑜̃𝑒𝑠 𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑚 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑚 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑟, 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑖𝑠𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑠𝑜́ 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑢 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑣𝑎𝑟 𝑎̀ 𝑑𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑎̂𝑛𝑐𝑖𝑎, 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑢𝑛𝑐𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑜𝑢 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑖 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑚𝑎.
𝑀𝑎𝑠 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝐶𝒉𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔-𝑠𝑎𝑛, 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑐𝒉𝑎́ 𝑐𝑜𝑚 𝑢𝑚 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜 𝑏𝑜𝑏𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑏𝑟𝑒 𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑢𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑚𝑖́𝑙𝑖𝑎.
𝐹𝑜𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜, 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑎, 𝑚𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑟𝑎𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑢 𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑢 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑙𝑒, 𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒̂-𝑙𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑢 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑐̧𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑖𝑜𝑟.
𝑂𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑚 𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑐𝒉𝑎́𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒, 𝑑𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑢𝑚 𝑎𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑐̧𝑜 𝑒𝑚 𝑂𝑛-𝑗𝑜 𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑠 𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠, 𝑁𝑎-𝑌𝑒𝑜𝑛 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑖𝑎 𝑜𝑢𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑜𝑠 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑚 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣𝑎 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑠𝑢𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑣𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑛𝑎̃𝑜 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝒉𝑎 𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑝𝑜 𝑒 𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑡𝑖𝑣𝑜 𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑎 𝑎𝑐𝑟𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑎 𝑢𝑚𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑖𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜𝑠 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑟 𝑑𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖.
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