—𝘽𝙪𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙚 𝙡𝙖 𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙚, 𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖 𝙙𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙟𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙡 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙤 𝙖𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙨 𝙮 𝙖𝙡𝙗𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙨 𝙡𝙖 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙙 𝙙𝙚 𝙡𝙖 𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙝𝙚. 𝘽ú𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙞 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙨í𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙣ú𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙨 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙨 𝘾𝙤𝙣𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙨 𝙚𝙡 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣 𝙚𝙡 𝙧𝙤𝙘𝙚 𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙡 𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙟𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙤 𝙨𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙙𝙚 𝙚𝙣 𝙡𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙚𝙭𝙩𝙧𝙖ñ𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙩𝙪 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖 𝙮 𝙩𝙪𝙨 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙨 𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙟—