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𝐴𝑢́𝑛 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜́ 𝑒𝑙 𝑖𝑟𝑖𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢𝑠 𝑜𝑗𝑜𝑠, 𝑎𝑢́𝑛 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜́ 𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢 𝑣𝑜𝑧

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𝐴𝑢́𝑛 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜́ 𝑙𝑜 𝑐𝑎́𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑜, 𝑎𝑢́𝑛 𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜́ 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑎, 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑢𝑟𝑚𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑖 𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑎 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑡𝑢 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑑𝑜𝑟𝑠𝑎𝑙 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢 𝑛𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑟𝑒

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𝑇𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑏𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜, 𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑜́...𝐴𝑢́𝑛 𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑖 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑜, 𝑎𝑢́𝑛 𝑡𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑠𝑐𝑜́ 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑚𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑠𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑟𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑎 𝑒𝑠𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑠 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑜...

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𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜, 𝑎ℎ𝑜𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑡𝑟𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑖 𝑓𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒...𝑑𝑜́𝑛𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒 𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑖 𝑏𝑜𝑐𝑎, 𝑙𝑎 𝑏𝑜𝑐𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑐𝑎𝑏𝑒 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑦𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑜..

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𝑙𝑎 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑖́𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑖́𝑎, 𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑖́𝑜, 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑜́𝑛 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑒𝑑𝑜 𝑣𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑟 𝑠𝑒𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑦 𝑎𝑢́𝑛 𝑡𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑜́, 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑦 𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑎𝑧 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎́ 𝑚𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑖́𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑏𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑎.

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𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑖 𝑠𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑚𝑎 𝑦 𝑦𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑑𝑜́ 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖́ 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑠 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑎 𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑎, 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑙𝑎 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑎 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑜𝑠 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑦 𝑡𝑢 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎 𝑎ℎ𝑖́

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𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑠, 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑠, 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑜𝑦𝑒𝑠, 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑔𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎 𝑣𝑖𝑑𝑎, 𝑙𝑜 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑦𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑣𝑒𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠

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𝑦𝑎 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑜́ 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑠... 𝑦𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑜, 𝑒𝑠 𝑚𝑎́𝑠 𝑦𝑎 𝑛𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑒́𝑛 𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑠, 𝑝𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖́ 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠 𝑦 𝑦𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑜 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖́, 𝑦 𝑎𝑞𝑢𝑖́ 𝑠𝑒𝑔𝑢𝑖𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠, 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑎 𝑚𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑜 𝑦 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜 𝑒́𝑠𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑜 𝑢𝑛𝑎 𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑜𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑎

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𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑦𝑜 𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑞𝑢𝑒́ 𝑡𝑢𝑠 𝑢́𝑙𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑠 𝑠𝑢𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑟𝑜𝑠, 𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑒́ 𝑡𝑢𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑗𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑠...

Liam

𝑦𝑜 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑙 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑜, 𝑡𝑢 𝑡𝑎𝑚𝑏𝑖𝑒́𝑛 𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒, 𝑎𝑠𝑖 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑚𝑎 𝑙𝑎 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑 𝑝𝑢𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎.

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𝑙𝑎 𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑎𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑏𝑎 𝑡𝑢 𝑐𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑝𝑜 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑒 𝑔𝑢𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑎𝑏𝑎𝑗𝑜 𝑑𝑒 𝑡𝑢 𝑐𝑎𝑚𝑎, 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑎, 𝑛𝑜 ℎ𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑜 𝑡𝑜𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑎

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𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑜 𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛 𝑝𝑖𝑒 𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑐𝑜𝑏𝑎 𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑒𝑙 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑜́𝑚𝑎𝑔𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒.

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ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠, ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑑𝑜 𝑡𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑠 𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑦𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑙𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑑𝑎 𝑣𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑚𝑖𝑠 𝑜́𝑟𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑦 𝑑𝑢𝑒𝑙𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑝𝑜𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑢𝑝𝑖𝑟 𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑎𝑧𝑜́𝑛..𝑁𝑜𝑠 𝑣𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑠, 𝑚𝑎𝑛̃𝑎𝑛𝑎 𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑟𝑒 𝑑𝑒 𝑛𝑢𝑒𝑣𝑜