𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝑒𝓇𝒶𝓇𝒾𝑒, 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑒, 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑔𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾.
𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝓊𝒸𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓊𝓉𝑒 𝑒 𝓈'𝒾𝓇𝓇𝒶𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝓁𝓁'𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶, 𝓂' 𝒾𝓃𝓋𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑜, 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓊𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓂𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓊𝑜̀ 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒶 𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜.
ℐ𝑜 𝓈𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑜 𝑒 𝓂𝒾 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒹𝒾𝑔𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒̀ 𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒾̀, 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒̀ 𝓂𝒾 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝑒̀ 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒸𝓇𝑒𝓉𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓋𝑜 𝒹'𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒.
𝒮𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝒾 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝑒 𝒶 𝓈𝓋𝑒𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜.
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𝒫𝑒𝓇 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓊𝓃 𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝑒 𝒾𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓋𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒, 𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝒸𝑜𝓇𝒹𝒾 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓉𝒾 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾 𝑒 𝓃𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓉𝑜𝑔𝓁𝒾𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝒾 𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝓃𝒾 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝒶 𝒶𝓂𝒶𝓉𝑜, 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒾𝒶 𝑔𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓉𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝑔𝒾𝓇𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑒 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓃𝑜 𝒶 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜: 𝓃𝑒́ 𝒾𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜, 𝓃𝑒́ 𝓁𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁'𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒.
𝒞𝑒𝓇𝒸𝑜 𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓃𝑔𝑜 𝓇𝑒𝓁𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝒹𝒾𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝒶 𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑜. 𝒟𝑒𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓈𝓅𝓇𝑒𝑔𝒾𝓊𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑒, 𝑒𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑒𝑒, 𝒶𝓈𝓈𝑜𝓁𝓊𝓉𝑒. 𝒞𝑜𝓃𝒻𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝑒 𝒽𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓊𝓃𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓈𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒 𝓋𝒶𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓁𝓉𝓇𝑒 𝓁'𝒶𝓉𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶, 𝓂𝒾 𝓉𝑜𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓁'𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓂𝒶.
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𝒮𝑒 𝓉𝒾 𝒶𝒷𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓃𝒾 𝒶𝒾 𝓇𝑒𝒻𝑜𝓁𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝓊𝓈𝒾𝒸𝒶
𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒾 𝒻𝒶𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃 𝓁𝒾𝒷𝓇𝑜
𝓈𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝓅𝒶𝓇𝑜𝓁𝑒 𝑒𝓈𝓅𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑜𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓉𝓊𝒶 𝓋𝑒𝓇𝒶 𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶
𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝒾 𝒹𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝑒𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒
𝓈𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹𝓊𝒸𝒾 𝓁𝒶 𝓋𝒾𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝒾𝒶𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒
𝓈𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒾 𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓁' 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑜𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶 𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓃𝑜𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓊𝓉𝒶
𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒾 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝒶 𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒
𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒾 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒶𝒸𝑒 𝒹𝒾 𝒻𝒶𝓇𝓉𝒾 𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓁𝑔𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝒾 𝓈𝑜𝑔𝓃𝒾 𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝒾 𝒹𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓇𝒾
𝓈𝑒 𝓅𝓊𝑜𝒾 𝓈𝓅𝒾𝑒𝑔𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁’𝒶𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒸𝒽𝑒̀ 𝓁’𝒽𝒶𝒾 𝓋𝒾𝓈𝓈𝓊𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒾̀ 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓂𝒶𝓁𝑒
𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓅𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒾 𝓉𝓊𝑜𝒾 𝓋𝒶𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒾 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓉𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓋𝒾𝑒𝓃𝑒
𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝒾 𝓂𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓇𝓉𝒾 𝒶𝓊𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸𝒶 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓂𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑜
𝓈𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈𝒸𝒾 𝒶 𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑜 𝒶𝓁 𝓉𝓊𝑜 𝒹𝑜𝓁𝑜𝓇𝑒
𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑜𝓇𝒶, 𝑜𝓋𝓊𝓃𝓆𝓊𝑒 𝓉𝓊 𝓈𝒾𝒶, 𝓈𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒾 𝒶𝓂𝒾𝒸𝒶 𝑒 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝓁𝒾𝒶, 𝓈𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒾 𝓂𝒶𝓂𝓂𝒶, 𝓈𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒾 𝒟𝑜𝓃𝓃𝒶.
𝒮𝑒𝒾 𝓈𝑒𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒 𝒶𝒻𝒻𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓃𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓃𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒾 𝓃𝑒𝒾 𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓇𝒾 𝓂𝒶 𝓂𝒾 𝒻𝑒𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒸𝒾 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓃𝓈𝑜 𝒶 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑒 𝓁𝑒 𝓋𝑜𝓁𝓉𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓉𝑒 𝓃𝑒 𝓈𝑒𝒾 𝒶𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓉𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒸𝒾𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝓃𝓊𝓁𝓁𝒶.
ℐ𝓃 𝓊𝓃 𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝑜 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝒶 𝒸𝒾𝓇𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝓁' 𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓂𝑜 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑒́ 𝓊𝓃' 𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝓊𝓃𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓅𝓇𝑜𝒷𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝓅𝑒𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒶̀ 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝓃𝑒𝓁 𝒸𝑜𝓇𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓁𝓁' 𝑒𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶. ℰ' 𝓊𝓃 𝓅𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒, 𝑜 𝓁𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝑔𝑜 𝑜 𝓁𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒹𝑜. 𝒞𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒹𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓂𝒾 𝒶𝓁 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝒷𝒾𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝑒̀ 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝒶 𝓁𝑜 𝒹𝑒𝓋𝑜 𝓋𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃 𝓋𝒾𝑔𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓇𝒾𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓅𝓅𝒾𝒶𝓉𝓉𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝓇𝒶𝓅𝓅𝑜𝓇𝓉𝑜, 𝒸𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜 𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓈𝑜𝓇𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝒾 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑜 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝓊𝓈𝒸𝒾𝓇𝑜̀ 𝓅𝒾𝓊̀ 𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒.
ℐ𝓃 𝓈𝒾𝓁𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒾𝑜 𝓂𝒾 𝒻𝑒𝓇𝓂𝑜 𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓁𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓁' 𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈𝑜𝓇𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝒻𝓁𝓊𝒾𝓇𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝓁 𝓉𝑒𝓂𝓅𝑜. ℋ𝑜 𝓃𝑒𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝒸𝑜𝓂𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒, 𝒹𝒾 𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓇𝑒, 𝒹𝒾 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝓇𝒾𝓈𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜 𝒶 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝑒𝓃𝒾𝑔𝓂𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝒶𝓁𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒. ℒ𝒶 𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝓉𝓊𝓇𝒶, 𝓅𝓊𝓃𝓉𝓊𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝑔𝓊𝒾𝒹𝒶, 𝓅𝑜𝓉𝓇𝑒𝒷𝒷𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓊𝓃 𝒶𝒾𝓊𝓉𝑜, 𝓂𝒶 𝓁𝒶 𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝑒̀ 𝒶𝓁𝓉𝓇𝑜𝓋𝑒, 𝒹𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒸𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶, 𝒹𝒶𝓁 𝓂𝒾𝑜 𝓉𝓊𝓉𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓏𝒶 𝒶𝓋𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝒶𝓅𝒶𝒸𝒾𝓉𝒶̀ 𝒹𝒾 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒶. ℐ𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓃𝓃𝑜 𝑜𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑜 𝒹𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝒶𝒹𝑜𝓂𝒷𝓇𝒶𝓃𝑜 𝓁𝑒 𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓊𝓇𝑒𝓏𝓏𝑒 𝒶𝒸𝓆𝓊𝒾𝓈𝒾𝓉𝑒.
𝒫𝓇𝑜𝒷𝒶𝒷𝒾𝓁𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑒 𝓁' 𝑜𝓈𝓈𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓋𝒾 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝑒𝓃𝓉𝑜 𝓃𝑜𝓃 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓊𝓂𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓉𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒾𝒸𝑜, 𝓂𝒶 𝒶𝓏𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹𝑜 𝒶𝒻𝒻𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓉𝓅𝒽𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒾𝓃𝓈𝒾𝑒𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝑒 𝒸𝒽𝒾𝒶𝓋𝒾 𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁' 𝑜𝓂𝒷𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓁𝑜, 𝑒̀ 𝓁𝒶 𝒸𝑜𝓈𝒶 𝒸𝒽𝑒, 𝓃𝑒𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝓊𝓁𝓉𝒾𝓂𝒾 𝒶𝓃𝓃𝒾, 𝒽𝒶 𝒹𝒶𝓉𝑜 𝒾𝓁 𝓂𝒶𝑔𝑔𝒾𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝓇𝒾𝒷𝓊𝓉𝑜 𝒹𝒾 𝒾𝓃𝓃𝑜𝓋𝒶𝓏𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒶 𝓂𝒾𝒶 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝑒 𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉𝒶 𝒹𝑒𝑔𝓁𝒾 𝑜𝑔𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓉𝒾 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒾.