𝕰𝖒 𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖘 𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖎𝖘, 𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖆 𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖑𝖛𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖘 𝖊 𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖍𝖆𝖘 𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘, 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖎𝖆 𝖚𝖒 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖚𝖏𝖆 𝖆𝖑𝖒𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖆 𝖔 𝖋𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖆 𝖉𝖚́𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖊 𝖉𝖆 𝖇𝖚𝖘𝖈𝖆 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊: .𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖆𝖈̧𝖎𝖓, 𝖔 𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖎́𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖔, 𝖔 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖔 𝖉𝖆 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊.

𝕯𝖔𝖙𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖖𝖚𝖎𝖊𝖙𝖆 𝖊 𝖚𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖈̧𝖆̃𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖏𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖓𝖆 𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖘, .𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖆𝖈̧𝖎𝖓 𝖛𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖛𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖗 𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖘 𝖊 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖘, 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖟𝖆𝖛𝖆 𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖘 𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖔𝖘 𝖊 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖆 𝖕𝖎𝖈𝖔𝖘 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘, 𝖘𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊 𝖊𝖒 𝖇𝖚𝖘𝖈𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖑𝖍𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊 𝖘𝖊𝖚 𝖘𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖔𝖒 𝖔 𝖋𝖔𝖌𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖕𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖔. 𝕯𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖆 𝖏𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖆, 𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖊 𝖘𝖆́𝖇𝖎𝖔𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖑𝖍𝖊 𝖔𝖋𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖒 𝖋𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖒𝖆 𝖈𝖔́𝖘𝖒𝖎𝖈𝖔, 𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖕𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖗𝖆 𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖛𝖆 𝖘𝖚𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖉𝖊.

𝕰𝖒 𝖚𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖆𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔, 𝖆𝖔 𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖈̧𝖆𝖗 𝖓𝖆𝖘 𝖗𝖚𝖎́𝖓𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖒 𝖙𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖑𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖔, .𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖆𝖈̧𝖎𝖓 𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖚 𝖚𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖚𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖔 𝖌𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖒 𝖕𝖊𝖉𝖗𝖆, 𝖘𝖚𝖆𝖘 𝖎𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖈̧𝖔̃𝖊𝖘 𝖕𝖚𝖑𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖚𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖈̧𝖆̃𝖔 𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖔. 𝕬𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖛𝖗𝖆𝖘, 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖑𝖎́𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓𝖆̃𝖔 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖆𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖘, 𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖒 𝖊𝖒 𝖘𝖚𝖆 𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊, 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖘 𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖔̃𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖘𝖚𝖆 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖕𝖈̧𝖆̃𝖔 𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖉𝖆.

𝕬𝖑𝖎, 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖘𝖔𝖇𝖗𝖊 𝖔 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖔 𝖒𝖆́𝖗𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝖉𝖊 𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖘, 𝖘𝖚𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖎𝖊̂𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖘𝖊 𝖊𝖝𝖕𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖎𝖚 𝖆𝖑𝖊́𝖒 𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖕𝖔 𝖊 𝖉𝖆 𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊. 𝖁𝖎𝖚 𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖚𝖓𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖈̧𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖚𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖉𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖌𝖓𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖔𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖊 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖊𝖇𝖊𝖚 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖉𝖚𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖊𝖗𝖆 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖒𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖌𝖊𝖒 – 𝖑𝖚𝖟 𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖒 𝖆 𝖉𝖆𝖓𝖈̧𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖚́𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊̂𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆. 𝕾𝖚𝖆 𝖆𝖑𝖒𝖆, 𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖊 𝖊 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖎́𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖔, 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖊𝖚-𝖘𝖊 𝖓𝖆 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆̃𝖔 𝖆𝖇𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖆, 𝖊 .𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖆𝖈̧𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖔𝖚-𝖘𝖊 𝖔 𝖕𝖗𝖔́𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔.

𝕺𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖒 𝖕𝖔𝖗 𝖆𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖟𝖎𝖆𝖒 𝖔𝖚𝖛𝖎𝖗 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖈𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖆𝖘 𝖗𝖚𝖎́𝖓𝖆𝖘, 𝖊 𝖔𝖘 𝖕𝖔𝖚𝖈𝖔𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖘𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖒 𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖝𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖗 𝖏𝖚𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖒 𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖛𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖔 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖋𝖎𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖆 𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊, 𝖈𝖔𝖒 𝖔𝖑𝖍𝖔𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖆𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘, 𝖘𝖚𝖘𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖓𝖍𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖑𝖎́𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖆 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑 𝖕𝖔𝖉𝖎𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖗.

𝕬𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖒, .𝕻𝖆𝖎𝖆𝖈̧𝖎𝖓 𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖚 𝖆 𝕲𝖓𝖔𝖘𝖊 𝕬𝖇𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖚𝖙𝖆, 𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔-𝖘𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖔́𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖈̧𝖆̃𝖔 𝖉𝖆 𝖘𝖆𝖇𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆, 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖚 𝖔𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖒𝖎𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖍𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖒 𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖓𝖔𝖚-𝖘𝖊 𝖆 𝖕𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖆 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖊 𝖔 𝖊𝖋𝖊̂𝖒𝖊𝖗𝖔 𝖊 𝖔 𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖔.