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𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑜...
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ℒ𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝑒̀ 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶 𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑒̀ 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝑒𝑜 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝒞𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾, 𝑜𝓇𝓂𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒶 ℳ𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒫𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶.

𝒢𝓇𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓊𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜.
𝒢𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒?

            𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                                    18 𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 2023 

                       𝓒𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓬𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓮 𝓲𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓮

𝒮𝒶𝓁𝓅𝑜 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒪𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝑒𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁' 𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 ℳ𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾 𝒱𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑒 (ℳ𝒶𝓁𝓊 ℰ𝓃𝓉𝓊), 𝒹𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓁' 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑜 𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝓁𝓋𝒶𝓉𝒾𝒸𝑜. 

𝒜 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝒶̀ 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝓇𝒾𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 ℒ' 𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒮𝒶𝓃 𝒫𝒾𝑒𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓁𝒾 𝓃𝒾𝓋𝑒𝒾 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝒶 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓂𝓅𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝑒 𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑒. 𝒜𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒶 𝒽𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒶𝓁𝒸𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝒯𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶.  
 

ℒ𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒶, 𝒹𝑜𝓅𝑜 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜, 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑜 𝒶 𝒞𝒶𝓇𝓁𝑜𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒  𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒶.

ℐ𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑜.

              𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                         14 𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 2023
             

ℒ𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝑜 𝒜𝓁𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓁 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜 𝒹𝒶 𝓊𝓃 𝒷𝓊𝑜𝓃 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝒹.

                            𝒞𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓁𝑒

𝒟𝑜𝓅𝑜 20 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒾𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝒾 ℬ𝑜𝓈𝒶, 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓉𝓇𝓊𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝓋𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝒻𝒾𝓊𝓂𝑒 𝒯𝑒𝓂𝑜. ℳ𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓈𝑜 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝒹, 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓈𝒾𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜.

ℐ𝓁 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓊𝒸𝑒 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓊𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒫𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝒮𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓈. 𝒮𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒶 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒯𝒽𝒶𝓇𝓇𝑜𝓈, 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒻𝑒𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒾𝒶 𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝒶, 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝓅𝒶𝑒𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑒𝑜.

𝒟𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑜𝑔𝑔𝒾 𝑒 ℱ𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒪𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝑜.

𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                  𝒢𝒾𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹𝒾̀ 10 𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 2023
               𝓒𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓬𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓮 𝓲𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓷𝓲 𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓮

ℰ' 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒻𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝒶. 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜, 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓂𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒜𝓁𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜. 𝒜𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓁𝑒 6 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓋𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑜 ℬ𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝑜 𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑜 𝓁' 𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝒜𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒶, 𝓁𝓊𝑜𝑔𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝒸𝑜 𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝒶 𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶.

ℛ𝒾𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒. 𝒫𝑒𝓇 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝒾𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒. ℒ𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒: 𝒾𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝓁𝓋𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝒞𝒶𝓅𝑜 𝒯𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶, 𝓁' 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓈𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑜 𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒫𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓈𝒶.

𝒞𝒶𝓅𝑜 𝒞𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒶, 𝓊𝓃 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓊𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒, 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑜. 𝒮𝓊𝓁 𝓈𝓊𝑜 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒾𝒹𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒫𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒹𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒.

𝒫𝑜𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝓂𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒜𝓁𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓈𝓊𝑜 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜, 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝒾 𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶̀ 𝓋𝑒𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒶. 𝒜𝓁𝑔𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓂𝑜𝓁𝓉𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶, 𝓅𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓇𝑒 , 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃’𝒶𝓉𝓂𝑜𝓈𝒻𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝑜𝓇𝑔𝑜𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒶.

      𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                                            𝒟𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒶 6 𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 2023

                              𝒞𝓁𝒾𝒸𝒸𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓉𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓇𝓁𝑒

𝒩𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓏𝒶 4 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓉𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝒶 2,50 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒾 𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓇𝑒 13 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝓉𝓇𝒶 ℬ𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝑜 𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒮𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒾 𝑒̀ 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓉𝑜𝓈𝑜. 𝒟𝑒𝓋𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓃𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒, 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒶𝓇𝒾 𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝓊𝒶.

𝒟𝑒𝓋𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓊𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓇𝑜𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝒫𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶 ℱ𝒶𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓃𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒮𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑒 𝑔𝓇𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝒾 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝒻𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒶𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓈𝒾 𝓈𝓅𝒶𝓏𝓏𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝒶 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶
𝒟𝑒𝒸𝒾𝒹𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓋𝑒: 𝓁𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝓈𝒶 𝒹𝒾 ℱ𝒶𝓏𝓏𝒾𝑜, 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓂𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓅𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜 𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜, 𝓂𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶.

𝒜𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝓅𝑜𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓂𝒷𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒶 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒, 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝒶𝑔𝓃𝒶𝓃𝑜, 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒻𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓁𝒾  𝒹𝒾 𝓇𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒾𝒶 𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓈𝒾 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾, 𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓃𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑒.

ℒ𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂' 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑜 ℛ𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓃𝒶: 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝓊𝑜𝑔𝑜 𝒹𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝓁𝑒𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒹𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒻𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝒾𝓃𝒾 𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑒𝒶, 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒶 𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒.

𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                                                   M𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑒𝒹ì  2 𝒶𝑔𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 2023

                                      𝓒𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓬𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓵𝓵𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓽𝓸 𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓵𝓮.

𝒩𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒸𝑜 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 ℬ𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾 ℬ𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝑒 𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝒸𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒  𝒹𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓇𝑒𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝒾𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒶 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝒶𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝓉𝓊𝓇𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁' 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶. ℰ' 𝒹𝒶𝓋𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝒶.
ℐ𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓇𝒾 𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑜: 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝒶 𝓃𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒾𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒾 𝒞𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒷𝒾 𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 ℳ𝒶𝓁𝒹𝒾𝓋𝑒.

𝒟𝒶 ℐ𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒫𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒽𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝑒 𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓋𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓈𝒾𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒹𝒾 ℬ𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓂𝒷𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁’𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝒻𝒾𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝓊𝒾 𝓈𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒶 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶, 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓈𝓊𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓋𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁 ℳ𝑒𝒹𝒾𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑒𝑜.

ℬ𝑜𝓃𝒾𝒻𝒶𝒸𝒾𝑜 𝑒̀ 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓂𝒶: 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝓊𝑜𝑔𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓊𝓃' 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓊𝓉𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒶, 𝑜𝓁𝓉𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝓂𝑜𝓏𝓏𝒶𝒻𝒾𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒, 𝓁𝑜𝒸𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓃𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒸 𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝒾 𝓃𝑒𝑔𝑜𝓏𝒾, 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜.

ℋ𝑜 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝒾𝓊𝓏𝓏𝑒,  𝓈𝑒𝒹𝓊𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝒷𝒶𝓇 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶, 𝒶𝓂𝓂𝒾𝓇𝑜 𝒶𝓁𝒸𝓊𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑜.

𝒩𝑜𝓃 𝒽𝑜 𝓋𝑜𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒶, 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒾̀ 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑜 𝒶𝓁 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 " ℒ𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝓊 𝒫𝑒𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓊𝓇" 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓉𝓉𝒶̀ 𝓋𝑒𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒶.
 

𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                   𝒮𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓉𝑜 29 𝓁𝓊𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 2023

𝒟𝑜𝓅𝑜 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝑔𝓃𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝓊𝓉𝓇𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑜𝓁𝒶, 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝑜𝓇𝓂𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 05.30 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒮𝒶𝓃𝓉' 𝒜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒾𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝑒𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝒹. ℒ𝑜 𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓇𝑜𝒸𝒸𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓇𝒸𝒶 5/6 𝓃𝑜𝒹𝒾.

𝒞𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓈𝒸𝓊𝓁𝓉𝓊𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒, 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓉𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒾 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁'𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑒𝓇𝑜𝓈𝒾𝓋𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜.

𝒫𝑜𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑒 𝓂𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒶 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒾 𝒶𝓁𝓁' 𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒹𝒾 ℒ𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒾, 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒. ℰ̀ 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓇𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝑔𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑜, 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝑒 𝑒 𝓅𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒾𝑒.

𝒫𝑜𝒸𝑜 𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝒹 𝒹𝒾 ℒ𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓏𝓏𝒾 𝑒𝒸𝒸𝑜 𝓁' ℐ𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒞𝒶𝓋𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜, 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑜 𝓃𝒶𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑒 𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓂𝑒 𝒸𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝒸𝒸𝑒.

𝒫𝑜𝒸𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓂𝓂𝒶𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒻𝓇𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁' 𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓁𝒶 𝒫𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝒶 𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑜 𝒾 𝒸𝓊𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝓁𝓊, 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝒷𝓁𝓊 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑜 𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈𝑒, 𝒶𝓁𝓁'𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶 𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒾 𝒶𝓁 𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓅𝑜𝒸𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒻𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑒.

𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                        𝒮𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓉𝑜 22 𝓁𝓊𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 2023

𝒫𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓊𝑜  𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝑒 𝓁' 𝑜𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓃𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒶̀  𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓇𝒶.

ℐ 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾 𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓇𝒶𝓇𝒾 𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒾𝒶𝓉𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓁𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜. 𝒞𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝓈𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝒾𝓉𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜𝓈𝑜. 𝒫𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓂𝒷𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶 𝓂𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝑒 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑒.

𝒜𝓁 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓁' 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝒶 𝒮𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶 G𝒾𝓊𝓁𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓇𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓃𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒.

𝒮𝓊𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑜𝓅𝑜 𝓁' 𝒶𝓁𝒷𝒶  𝓉𝑜𝓁𝑔𝑜 𝓁' 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓏𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝑒𝓋𝑜𝓁𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓂𝒶𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶 ℛ𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝓊𝒶 𝓁𝓊𝓃𝑔𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓂𝒾𝓇𝑜𝓉𝑜𝓃𝒹𝒶 𝒹𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝓊𝓅𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜 𝒹𝒾  𝓂𝓊𝒸𝒸𝒽𝑒 (𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝒻𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓈𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝑒𝓉𝓊𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑒, 𝓈𝑜𝓅𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝒷𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝑜𝓅𝑜 𝓁' 𝒶𝓁𝒷𝒶).

𝒟𝒾𝓇𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒  𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝓈𝓊𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒶 𝒮𝒶𝓃𝓉' 𝒜𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶. ℐ 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝓈𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝓋𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓃𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒾 𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓊𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜.

        𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                                                     ℳ𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹𝒾̀ 18 𝓁𝓊𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 2023   

𝒩𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒮𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶 𝒢𝒾𝓊𝓈𝓉𝒶, 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝒫𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒾𝑜, 𝓈𝑔𝓊𝒶𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝒻𝑒𝓃𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒾. 𝒮𝒶𝓇𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝓂𝓂𝒾𝓇𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝑔𝓃𝑜 𝒹𝒾 ℳ𝑜𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓈 𝒶 𝒞𝒶𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾?    

𝒟𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒶 16 𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓇𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓃𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝑒 𝒹𝒾𝑒𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 ℛ𝒶𝓅𝒽𝒶𝑒̈𝓁 𝓅𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓁𝓊𝑜𝑔𝑜, 𝒹𝒾𝓇𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝒫𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓃𝓊𝑜𝓋𝑜,      

𝒞𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝒻𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜 𝓈𝒾 𝑒̀ 𝒶𝓁𝓏𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶 𝒶𝒹𝒾𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 ℱ𝑜𝓁𝒶𝒸𝒶  𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓅𝑜𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝑒 𝓁' 𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝑒̀ 𝒾𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓁' 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜.  ℐ𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁' 𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓏𝓏𝑜𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒 𝒾𝓁 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓅𝓊𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝒾𝓅𝒾𝓃𝑔𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒾 𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶...   

𝒮𝑜𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑒𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝑔𝓊𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝒫𝑜𝑒𝓉𝒶:" 𝒮𝒾𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝓊𝑔𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒸𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑜..."   

  𝒟𝒶𝓁 𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝒹𝑜                                                         𝒢𝒾𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒹𝒾̀ 13 𝓁𝓊𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑜 2023

𝒱𝑒𝓁𝑒𝑔𝑔𝒾𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒶𝒾𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜, 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶.

𝒩𝒶𝓋𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒾 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝒾 𝓅𝑜𝓃𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑜 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝒶𝓏𝓏𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒 𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝒾𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓈𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝒶 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝑔𝒾𝓊𝓃𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁' 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝒶 𝒫𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜𝓋𝑒𝒸𝒸𝒽𝒾𝑜.

𝒞𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝒷𝒶𝓇𝒸𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝓊𝒹-𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒞𝑜𝓇𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝒶 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝒷𝓁𝓊 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝒮𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑒𝑔𝓃𝒶. 𝒜𝓂𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓁 𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜, 𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝒶, 𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝒹𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾 𝓈𝓉𝓇𝒶𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓇𝒾 𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾.