𝒩𝒾𝓉𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓅𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓅𝓊𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝑒𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝓈𝑒 𝑒 𝓈𝒾 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹'𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾.
𝒮𝒶𝓇𝑒𝒷𝒷𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾 𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒾 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶, 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝑒𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜.
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𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹'𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝑒. 𝒪𝓇𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝑜 𝒹'𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝓊𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑜. ℳ𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝑒̀ 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔𝒶, 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾 𝓂𝒶𝒾 𝓈𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑜̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒.
𝒜𝒹 𝓊𝓃 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓋𝒶𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑒𝑔𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓋𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒾, 𝒽𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝒶𝓂𝒷𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓁𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝑜, 𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑜𝓉𝒾𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝒷𝒷𝓇𝑜, 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑒. 𝒞𝑜𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝒹𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒶 𝒽𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒶𝓋𝒶.
ℳ𝒶𝒾 𝓂𝒾 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝑜𝓋𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓉𝒶̀, 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒶𝑔𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒾𝑜̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑜𝓈𝒸𝑜. 𝒩𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝑒𝓋𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑜𝓈𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜, 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁'𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓉𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝓊𝒾 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓈𝒾 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑜 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝓂𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓃𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒶.
𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝑜 𝓅𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝒹𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝓊𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒾 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓋𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝓈𝑒𝓊𝒹𝑜 𝓊𝑜𝓂𝒾𝓃𝒾. ℱ𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒́ 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓋𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓇𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶̀, 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓋𝓇𝑒𝓂𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶, 𝓈𝓊 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒾𝑜̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝒾𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒶 𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒾 𝓂𝒾𝓃𝓊𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶. 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁i 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾, 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜. ℬ𝑒𝓃 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝑔𝒶𝓃𝑜, 𝓂𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓇𝒶̀, 𝒸𝑒 𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝓁𝒶𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑒. 𝒜𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓈𝒾 𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝑜 𝑜𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑜 𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓋𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶, 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝑜 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒́ 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜, 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁' 𝒾𝑔𝓃𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓋𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓉𝒶̀.
ℋ𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝓁𝒶 𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒶̀, 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝑒 𝒾 𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜.
𝒜 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒶𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝑜 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓋𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝑜𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶 𝑒 𝓁𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶, 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒾 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑜𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶.
𝒜𝓁𝓁'𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓏𝒾𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓃𝑜 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒾𝒶𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑜, 𝓅𝑜𝒾 𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓇𝒹𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝒻𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑜 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶, 𝒹𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒶 𝓅𝓊𝓇𝒶 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒾𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾.
𝒩𝑒𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝑜 𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝒹𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾, 𝓂𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒾 𝒽𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒶 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜. (𝒮𝑒 𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒾 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓉𝑜).
𝒜𝓂𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒶 𝓂𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒶̀. 𝒬𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒽𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓁' 𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃' 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒾 𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒾 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒶 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶. (𝒮𝑒 𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒾 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓁𝒶).
𝒞𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓁𝒶
𝒱𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝒾 𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓅𝓇𝑜, 𝓊𝓃' 𝒶𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓋𝒶 𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓅𝓊𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓈𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒽𝒶 𝒷𝓊𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒾, 𝓈𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝒽𝒶 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝒻𝒶𝓇𝓈𝒾 𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑔𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓁𝑒, 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒶𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒾𝓉𝒶̀.