Armando A. C. Garcia

𝕯𝖎𝖑𝖚𝖎 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘  -  1𝟓/𝟎𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟓

𝕯𝖎𝖑𝖚𝖎 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘
𝕹𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖋𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖟𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖗,
𝕮𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘
𝕻 𝖗𝖆 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘, 𝖈𝖆𝖕𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖗 !

𝕻𝖚𝖘 𝖚𝖒 𝖋𝖎𝖒 𝖓𝖔𝖘 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖛𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖆 𝖉𝖎𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖒𝖚𝖑𝖆𝖗,
𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖆 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘,
𝕰 𝖉𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖗 !

𝕾ã𝖔 𝕻𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖔, 1𝟓/𝟎𝟓/𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟓 (𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆çã𝖔)
𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝕬. 𝕮. 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖆

𝕹𝖔 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖚 𝖁𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘:
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝕰𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖘.𝖔𝖗𝖌
𝖀𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘
𝕰 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖘𝕬𝖕𝖕: 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆

𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘
𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖉𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖆 – 𝕻𝖔𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖆𝖗

𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓲 𝓪 𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓪...  -  𝟎𝟗/𝟎𝟏/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐

𝓓𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓾𝓲 𝓪 𝓬𝓪𝓭𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓪
𝓞 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭ã𝓸,
𝓞 𝓬𝓲𝓯𝓻ã𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓶 𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓪
É 𝓯𝓻𝓾í𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓪 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓵𝓪çã𝓸.

𝓓𝓮𝓹𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓪 𝓿𝓮𝔃𝓮𝓼
𝓞 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓭𝓸 𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭ã𝓸.
𝓙𝓾í𝔃𝓮𝓼, 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓸𝓻 𝓭𝓸 𝓶ê𝓼 
𝓐𝓵é𝓶 𝓭𝓪 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓪çã𝓸.

𝓣ê𝓶 𝓪𝓾𝔁í𝓵𝓲𝓸-𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓪
𝓔 𝓪𝓽é 𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪çã𝓸 ,
𝓓𝓮 𝓼𝓪ú𝓭𝓮, 𝓭𝓲𝓪 𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓪
𝓐𝓳𝓾𝓭𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓶 𝓬𝓸𝓮𝓼ã𝓸,

𝓔 𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓸 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮
𝓓𝓮 𝟒.𝟐𝟓𝟑 𝓪𝓾𝔁í𝓵𝓲𝓸-𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓪,
𝓓𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓹𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸 𝓯𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓵
𝓠𝓾𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓪,

𝓓𝓮𝓲𝔁𝓪 𝓸 𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭ã𝓸 𝓯𝓻𝓾𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸 
𝓟𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓸𝓻, 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸.
𝓟𝓸𝓾𝓬𝓪 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓽𝓮𝓶 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸
𝓘𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓿𝓪𝓵𝓸𝓻 𝓪𝓸 𝓭𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓪.

𝓐 𝓾𝓶 𝓟𝓜 𝓮𝓶 𝓢ã𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓾𝓵𝓸
𝟑.𝟑𝟏𝟖 𝓸 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸.  
𝓣𝓮𝓶 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓻 𝓮𝓶 𝓬𝓾𝓫í𝓬𝓾𝓵𝓸
𝓒𝓸𝓶 𝓼𝓮𝓾 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸.

𝓜𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓸 𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓶 𝓽𝓻ê𝓼 𝓿𝓮𝔃𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼
𝓓𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓱𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓶í𝓷𝓲𝓶𝓸,
𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓼, 𝓮𝓷𝓽ã𝓸... 𝓲𝓰𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓲𝓼
𝓥ã𝓸 𝓫𝓮𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓸 𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸.

𝓝𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓾𝓶
𝓞𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓪 𝓒â𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓪,
𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓷𝓸, 𝓪𝓾𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓾 𝟏𝟕𝟏%
𝓒𝓱𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓸𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪 𝓮 𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓸 𝓶𝓲𝓵.

𝓞𝓼 𝓰𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶 𝓪 𝓼𝓪ú𝓭𝓮.
𝓔𝓷𝓺𝓾𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓸 𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭ã𝓸,
𝓣𝓮𝓶 𝓷𝓸 𝓢𝓤𝓢 𝓼𝓮𝓾 𝓪𝓽𝓪ú𝓭𝓮 
𝓟𝓸𝓻𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓵𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓪 𝓸 𝓬𝓲𝓯𝓻ã𝓸.

𝓤𝓶 𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓽á𝓬𝓾𝓵𝓸 𝓭𝓮 𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓸𝓻
𝓣ã𝓸 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓾ê𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓪𝓼,
𝓤𝓷𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓶 𝓼𝓪𝓵á𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓲𝓷𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓸𝓻,
𝓔 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓼, 𝓬𝓸𝓶 𝓶𝓲𝓵 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓪𝓼.

𝓔𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓼. 𝓐𝓼 𝓭𝓸𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓹𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼
𝓐𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓶 𝟐𝟕𝟖.𝟎𝟎𝟎, 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓼,
𝓝𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝓸 𝓭𝓮 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟖 𝓹𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼,
𝓔𝓲𝓼 𝓸 𝓰𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓼 𝓕𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼.

𝓔 𝓷ó𝓼, 𝓹𝓸𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓼 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓼
𝓣𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓼 𝓭𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓻 𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪,
𝓛𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓶𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼, 
𝓐𝔁𝓲𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓾𝓷𝓪𝓲𝓼 ❗

𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓹ó𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓸, 𝓘𝓷𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓽𝓮𝔃, 
𝓐𝓼 𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓪𝓼 𝓭𝓮 𝓰𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓮,
𝓢𝓮𝓷ã𝓸 𝓵𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓶 𝓽𝓻ê𝓼
𝓐 𝓿𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓮 𝓬𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓸 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓰𝓪 𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓽𝓮.

𝓢𝓮𝓻á 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓽𝓪 𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓽ê𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓪
𝓞𝓾 𝓭𝓮 𝓪𝓹𝓪𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸,
𝓓𝓮𝓹𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸, 𝓿𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓮𝓵ê𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓪
𝓜𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓲-𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓵𝓯𝓪𝓫𝓮𝓽𝓸.

𝓒𝓸𝓶 𝓪𝓹𝓮𝓭𝓮𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓸 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓸,
𝓖𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪 𝓷𝓪çã𝓸,
-𝓑𝓻𝓪ç𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓫𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸 𝓷𝓸 𝓰𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓸 
𝓕𝓲𝓬𝓪 𝓼𝓮𝓶 𝓶𝓸𝓿𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪çã𝓸.

𝟎𝟗/𝟎𝟏/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 (𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓪 𝓭𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓪çã𝓸)           
𝓐𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓐. 𝓒. 𝓖𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓲𝓪

𝓝𝓸 𝓕𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓾 𝓥𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼:
𝓱𝓽𝓽𝓹://𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪.𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽.𝓬𝓸𝓶
𝓱𝓽𝓽𝓹://𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓼.𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽.𝓬𝓸𝓶
𝓱𝓽𝓽𝓹://𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓾𝓭𝓲𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓼.𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽.𝓬𝓸𝓶
𝓔𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓼.𝓸𝓻𝓰
𝓤𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓪 𝓭𝓮 𝓛𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓼
𝓔 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓭𝓸 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓐𝓹𝓹: 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪

𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼
𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓪 – 𝓟𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓻

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𝔻𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖, - 𝟙𝟜-𝟙𝟙-𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟝 (𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕠-𝕛𝕦𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕝)

ℕã𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕛𝕒𝕤 𝕥ã𝕠 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖,
𝕋𝕖𝕞 𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕙𝕠 𝕖 𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕖𝕫,
𝕁á é𝕤 𝕦𝕞𝕒 𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖,
𝕋𝕖𝕟𝕙𝕒 𝕞𝕠𝕕𝕠𝕤 𝕖 𝕡𝕠𝕝𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕫.

𝔻𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒 𝕥é𝕕𝕚𝕠 𝕖 𝕥𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕫𝕒
𝔼𝕤𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕖𝕦 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠,
𝕁𝕠𝕘𝕒-𝕠𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕓𝕒𝕚𝕩𝕠 𝕕𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕒
𝔼 𝕧𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕠 𝕞𝕖𝕝𝕙𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠.

ℕã𝕠 𝕗𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕒 𝕧𝕚𝕕𝕒 𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖
𝕊𝕖𝕞 𝕢𝕦𝕒𝕝𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕣 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕒çã𝕠
𝕍𝕚𝕧𝕖 á𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕖 𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖
𝕊ê 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕫, 𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕟𝕕ã𝕠 !

ℙ𝕖𝕕𝕖 𝕒 𝔻𝕖𝕦𝕤 𝕖𝕞 𝕠𝕣𝕒çã𝕠
ℚ𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕖 𝕕ê 𝕗𝕖𝕝𝕚𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕖,
É 𝕞𝕦𝕚 𝕓𝕒𝕚𝕩𝕒 𝕒 𝕧𝕚𝕓𝕣𝕒çã𝕠
ℙ𝕣𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕖𝕞 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕒 𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕖!

𝕊ã𝕠 ℙ𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕠, 𝟙𝟜/𝟙𝟙/𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟝 (𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕒 𝕕𝕒 𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕒çã𝕠)
𝔸𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝔸. ℂ. 𝔾𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕒

ℕ𝕠 𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕦 𝕍𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤:
𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕡://𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒.𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥.𝕔𝕠𝕞
𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕡://𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒𝕤.𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥.𝕔𝕠𝕞
𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕡://𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕠𝕤.𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥.𝕔𝕠𝕞
𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕦𝕥𝕒𝕤.𝕠𝕣𝕘
𝕌𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕒 𝕕𝕖 𝕃𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕤
𝔼 ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕟𝕠 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕤𝔸𝕡𝕡: 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕒 𝕕𝕒 ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒

𝔻𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕤
𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝕒 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕒 – ℙ𝕠𝕕𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕙𝕒𝕣
 

Do Excelso Ninho!  -  27-10-2021

São preceitos muito delicados

Que fogem à nossa imaginação,

Nos pináculos do vasto céu,

Ele fez a sublime habitação,

E no excelso[AG1]  ninho, ao galileu 

Acolheu, como seu filho amado.

No supremo trono invisível 

Pra exaltar a redenção do mundo,

E no Evangelho nos salvar

Preceito verdadeiro e profundo,

Celeste doutrina a nos abençoar 

- Lição para o povo inconfundível! 

Em vão nós procuramos saber

Quem dos píncaros nos comanda, 

Um Deus, impossível de descrever

Porque ninguém da terra o pode ver...

E esse Deus, que do alto nos conduz,

Mandou para conhecermos... Jesus  !

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𝕼𝖚𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖚 𝖊𝖗𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓ç𝖆
𝕺 𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖆 𝖒𝖎𝖒,
𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖆𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖑𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓ç𝖆
𝕬𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖉𝖔𝖚-𝖘𝖊, 𝖓𝖚𝖒 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖋𝖎𝖒 !

𝕺 𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖗𝖆 𝖕𝖊𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖓𝖔
𝕬𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖛𝖆 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖎𝖒,
𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖑𝖒𝖔, 𝖘𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖔
𝕺 𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖔, 𝖊𝖚 𝖛𝖎𝖆 𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖒.

𝕯𝖆 𝖎𝖓𝖋â𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆 à 𝖕𝖚𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊
𝕱𝖔𝖎 𝖚𝖒 𝖙𝖎𝖗𝖔 𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖍ã𝖔...
𝕬𝖈𝖆𝖇𝖔𝖚-𝖘𝖊 𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊
𝕻𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖘𝖔 𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖍𝖆𝖗 𝖔 𝖕ã𝖔;

𝕿𝖊𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖆𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘
𝕾𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖎 à 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊,
𝕱𝖔𝖎 𝖘𝖎𝖒, 𝖆𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖛é𝖘 𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖎𝖘
𝕮𝖔𝖒 𝖆𝖗𝖌ú𝖈𝖎𝖆 𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖌𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊.

𝕳𝖔𝖏𝖊 𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖒 𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘
𝕬𝖛𝖆𝖓ç𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖘 𝖓𝖆 𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊,
𝕲𝖆𝖓𝖍𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖘 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖍𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘
𝕸𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 !

𝕾ã𝖔 𝕻𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖔, 1𝟎/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 (𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆çã𝖔)
𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝕬. 𝕮. 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖆

𝕹𝖔 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖚 𝖁𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘:
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝕰𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖘.𝖔𝖗𝖌
𝖀𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖆  𝖉𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘
𝕰 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖘𝕬𝖕𝖕: 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝕻𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆

𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘
𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖉𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖆 – 𝕻𝖔𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖆𝖗

𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓼ã𝓸 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓪 ❗  -  𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔

𝓝ã𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓲 𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓲 𝓸 𝓸𝓻𝓫𝓮 à 𝓽𝓾𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓪
𝓢𝓮 𝓪𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓮𝓾 𝓷𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓪 𝓽𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓲 𝓮𝓶 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓵𝓰𝓾𝓶,
𝓓𝓪 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮, 𝓷𝓾𝓷𝓬𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓾 𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓪 𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓪
𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓻-𝓽𝓮; 𝓪𝓵é𝓶 𝓭𝓮 𝓲𝓷𝓿𝓾𝓵𝓰𝓪𝓻, 𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓾𝓶.

𝓟𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓲 𝓸 𝓽𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓸, 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓸 á𝓰𝓾𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓻𝓲𝓸 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓽𝓪
𝓒𝓸𝓶𝓸 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓽𝓸𝓾 𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓯𝓲𝓰𝓾𝓻𝓪çã𝓸 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓪,
𝓜𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓮𝓶 𝓹𝓸𝓻 𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓸, 𝓸 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓻, 𝓸 ó𝓭𝓲𝓸 𝓸𝓾 𝓪 𝓻𝓮𝓿𝓸𝓵𝓽𝓪
𝓕𝓲𝔃𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓶 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓪 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪 𝓱𝓾𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓪𝓷𝓪.

𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓻-𝓽𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓲 𝓸 𝓽𝓮𝓸𝓻, 𝓪 𝓮𝓼𝓼ê𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓪 𝓭𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓪
𝓛𝓸𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓻 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓻 𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓶𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓪.
𝓕𝓸𝓲 𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓷𝓰𝓪 𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓼𝓪 𝓮 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓪 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓪
𝓐𝓵é𝓶 𝓭𝓮 𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓪 𝓸𝓾𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓪 ❗

𝓢ã𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓾𝓵𝓸, 𝟏𝟎/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟔 (𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓪 𝓭𝓪 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓪çã𝓸)
𝓐𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓐. 𝓒. 𝓖𝓪𝓻𝓬𝓲𝓪

𝓝𝓸 𝓕𝓪𝓬𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓸𝓾 𝓥𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼:
𝓱𝓽𝓽𝓹://𝓫𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪.𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽.𝓬𝓸𝓶
𝓱𝓽𝓽𝓹://𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓪𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓼.𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽.𝓬𝓸𝓶
𝓱𝓽𝓽𝓹://𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓵𝓾𝓭𝓲𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓽𝓸𝓼.𝓫𝓵𝓸𝓰𝓼𝓹𝓸𝓽.𝓬𝓸𝓶
𝓔𝓼𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓪𝓼.𝓸𝓻𝓰
𝓤𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓪  𝓭𝓮 𝓛𝓮𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓼
𝓔 𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓭𝓸 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓐𝓹𝓹: 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓭𝓪 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪

𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼
𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓪 – 𝓟𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓻
 

𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕚 𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕣 𝕕𝕖 𝕝é𝕤 𝕒 𝕝é𝕤 ! - 𝟙𝟘/𝟘𝟜/𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟞

𝔼𝕦 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕙𝕖𝕚 𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕟𝕦𝕞 𝕟𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕠
ℕ𝕦𝕞 𝕟𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕠 𝕖𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕘𝕒𝕧𝕒,
ℙ𝕠𝕣é𝕞, 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕣 𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕠
ℙ𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕝𝕘𝕦𝕞 𝕖𝕦 𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕒,

𝕊𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕚 𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕣 𝕝é𝕤 𝕒 𝕝é𝕤,
ℕ𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥ú𝕟𝕚𝕠 𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠,
𝕊𝕖𝕞 𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠𝕤; 𝔻𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕧é𝕤,
ℙ𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕚 𝕠 𝕡𝕖𝕚𝕩𝕖 𝕚𝕞𝕖𝕣𝕤𝕠,

ℙ𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕗𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕟ã𝕠 𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕒𝕣
𝕊𝕖𝕞 𝕔𝕒𝕚𝕤 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕒𝕣
ℂ𝕠𝕞 𝕠 𝕟𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕠 𝕖𝕞 𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕒𝕣
𝕊ó 𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕒 𝕞𝕖𝕤𝕞𝕠 é 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕒𝕣.

𝕊ã𝕠 ℙ𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕠, 𝟙𝟘/𝟘𝟜/𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟞 (𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕒 𝕕𝕒 𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕒çã𝕠)
𝔸𝕣𝕞𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝔸. ℂ. 𝔾𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕚𝕒

ℕ𝕠 𝔽𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕓𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕠𝕦 𝕍𝕚𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕞𝕖𝕦𝕤 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤:
𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕡://𝕓𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕒𝕕𝕒𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒.𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥.𝕔𝕠𝕞
𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕡://𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕒𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒𝕤.𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥.𝕔𝕠𝕞
𝕙𝕥𝕥𝕡://𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕚𝕠𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕥𝕠𝕤.𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕘𝕤𝕡𝕠𝕥.𝕔𝕠𝕞
𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕤.𝕠𝕣𝕘
𝕌𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕒  𝕕𝕖 𝕃𝕖𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕤
𝔼 𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕕𝕠 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕤𝔸𝕡𝕡: 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕒 𝕕𝕒 ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒

𝔻𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕤
𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝕒 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕒 – ℙ𝕠𝕕𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕙𝕒𝕣
 

𝙁𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙙𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙨 !...  -  05-03-2026  

𝙊 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 é 𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙘ó𝙜𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙖 
𝙉𝙪𝙣𝙘𝙖 𝙨𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙚 𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙧á 𝙖𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙧,
𝙈𝙞𝙨𝙩é𝙧𝙞𝙤 𝙙𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙨ã𝙤 𝙫𝙞𝙡, 𝙢𝙖𝙡𝙙𝙞𝙩𝙖
𝙊𝙪 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖çã𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙤𝙙𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙧.

𝙊 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 é 𝙪𝙢𝙖 𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙖 𝙙𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙨
𝘿𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙘á𝙘𝙞𝙖, 𝙖𝙨𝙩ú𝙘𝙞𝙖, 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙜ê𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖,
𝙀 𝙪𝙢 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙩𝙤𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙙𝙚 𝙗𝙤𝙢 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙪𝙢𝙚,
𝘼𝙧𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖 𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙢 𝙖𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙧 𝙙𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜ê𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖.

𝙁𝙤𝙜𝙚-𝙡𝙝𝙚 𝙖 𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙞𝙖 𝙙𝙚 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙚 𝙤𝙪 𝙣ã𝙤
𝙊 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙝𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙚𝙪 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙫𝙞𝙫ê𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖,
𝙀 𝙣𝙪𝙢 𝙫𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙤 𝙙𝙚 𝙪𝙢 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙘ã𝙤
𝙍𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙝𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙨, 𝙙ú𝙫𝙞𝙙𝙖 à 𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙙ê𝙣𝙘𝙞𝙖.

𝙀 𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙙𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙜𝙞𝙪 𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤
𝘿𝙚 𝙪𝙢 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙞çã𝙤 𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙝𝙤,
𝙀𝙢 𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙘í𝙥𝙞𝙤 𝙣ã𝙤 𝙫ê 𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙣𝙝𝙪𝙢 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤,
𝘼𝙩é 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙪𝙢 𝙙𝙞𝙖, 𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙜𝙚 𝙙𝙤 𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙝𝙤.

𝙎ã𝙤 𝙋𝙖𝙪𝙡𝙤, 05-03-2026  (𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙙𝙖 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙖çã𝙤)
𝘼𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝘼. 𝘾. 𝙂𝙖𝙧𝙘𝙞𝙖

𝙉𝙤 𝙁𝙖𝙘𝙚𝙗𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙤𝙪 𝙑𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨:
𝙝𝙩𝙩𝙥://𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙖.𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩.𝙘𝙤𝙢
𝙝𝙩𝙩𝙥://𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙖𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙨.𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩.𝙘𝙤𝙢
𝙝𝙩𝙩𝙥://𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙤𝙨.𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩.𝙘𝙤𝙢
𝙀𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙨.𝙤𝙧𝙜
𝙐𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙖 𝙙𝙚 𝙇𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙨
𝙀 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙤 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙨𝘼𝙥𝙥: 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙖

𝘿𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙨 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙨
𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙖 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖 𝙙𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙢𝙖 – 𝙋𝙤𝙙𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙝𝙖𝙧

𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝕬𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘 !... 𝟐1-𝟎𝟒-𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗

𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘, 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖑𝖊𝖓ç𝖔 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖔 𝖓𝖆 𝖒ã𝖔
𝕻𝖔𝖗é𝖒, 𝖈𝖔𝖒 𝖊𝖑𝖆, 𝖉𝖊 𝖑á𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝖚𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝕰 𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖆 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖓çã𝖔
𝕯𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖊 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓ç𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆.

𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘... 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖏𝖆 𝖆𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖗
𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘... 𝖓𝖆 𝖑á𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆 𝖘𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖑𝖆𝖗,
𝕸𝖊𝖘𝖒𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖗-𝖙𝖊 𝖓𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆.

𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖔, 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖚𝖒 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘, 𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖒𝖔, 𝖆𝖙é 𝖏á
𝕷𝖆𝖓ç𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆𝖔 𝖗𝖎𝖔 𝖆𝖘 𝖕á𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖘 𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖘,
𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖒á𝖌𝖔𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖆, 𝖘𝖔𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗á
𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖉á𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖘.

𝕹𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖎,
𝖁𝖊𝖗-𝖒𝖊-á𝖘 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖘 𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖘,
𝕾ó! 𝕹𝖔 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖔 𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖗 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖔, 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖟𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖎,
𝕾𝖊𝖒 𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖘.

𝕾𝖊 𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖒 𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔,
𝕯𝖊𝖇𝖗𝖚ç𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖒 𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖎𝖘,
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆 𝖆 𝖓ó𝖘, 𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔,
𝕸𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖙𝖊𝖚 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘.

𝕯𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖔 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘, 𝖆𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖑𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖎
𝕺 𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔 𝖉𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚 𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖑 𝖔 𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖔 𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖆,
𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖊 𝖆𝖒á𝖛𝖊𝖑... 𝖒𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖎
𝕮𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖎 𝖊𝖒 𝖒𝖊𝖚 𝖕𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖌𝖆 !

𝕾ã𝖔 𝕻𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖔, 𝟐1/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗 (𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆çã𝖔)
𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝕬. 𝕮. 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖆

𝕹𝖔 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖚 𝖁𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘:
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝕰𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖘.𝖔𝖗𝖌
𝖀𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘
𝕰 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖘𝕬𝖕𝖕: 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆

𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘
𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖉𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖆 – 𝕻𝖔𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖆𝖗
. 𝟐1-𝟎𝟒-𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗

𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘, 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖑𝖊𝖓ç𝖔 𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖔 𝖓𝖆 𝖒ã𝖔
𝕻𝖔𝖗é𝖒, 𝖈𝖔𝖒 𝖊𝖑𝖆, 𝖉𝖊 𝖑á𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖆𝖘 𝖚𝖒𝖊𝖉𝖊𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝕰 𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖆 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖈𝖆𝖓çã𝖔
𝕯𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 𝖊 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓ç𝖆 𝖕𝖗𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆.

𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘... 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖘𝖊 𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖏𝖆 𝖆𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖗
𝕯𝖎𝖌𝖔-𝖙𝖊 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘... 𝖓𝖆 𝖑á𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖆 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆 𝖘𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔 𝖉𝖔 𝖑𝖆𝖗,
𝕸𝖊𝖘𝖒𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖗-𝖙𝖊 𝖓𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆.

𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖔, 𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖚𝖒 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘, 𝖔𝖚 𝖒𝖊𝖘𝖒𝖔, 𝖆𝖙é 𝖏á
𝕷𝖆𝖓ç𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆𝖔 𝖗𝖎𝖔 𝖆𝖘 𝖕á𝖌𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖘 𝖛𝖎𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖘,
𝕸𝖎𝖓𝖍𝖆 𝖒á𝖌𝖔𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖉𝖆, 𝖘𝖔𝖇𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖗á
𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖉á𝖉𝖎𝖛𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖘.

𝕹𝖆 𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖆 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖎𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖗𝖊𝖎,
𝖁𝖊𝖗-𝖒𝖊-á𝖘 𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖘 𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖘,
𝕾ó! 𝕹𝖔 𝖇𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖔 𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖗 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖔, 𝖈𝖗𝖚𝖟𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖎,
𝕾𝖊𝖒 𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖘.

𝕾𝖊 𝖆 𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖈𝖔𝖑𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖔 𝖋𝖎𝖒 𝖉𝖔 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔,
𝕯𝖊𝖇𝖗𝖚ç𝖆𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖒 𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖔 𝖒𝖊𝖚 𝖈𝖆𝖎𝖘,
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆 𝖆 𝖓ó𝖘, 𝖘𝖊 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖔,
𝕸𝖔𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆 𝖙𝖊𝖚 𝖘𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘.

𝕯𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖎𝖗𝖔 𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖚𝖘, 𝖆𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖑𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖔𝖑𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖎
𝕺 𝖗𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔 𝖉𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚 𝖇𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖑 𝖔 𝖔𝖈𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖔 𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖌𝖆,
𝕼𝖚𝖎𝖘 𝖘𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖑 𝖊 𝖆𝖒á𝖛𝖊𝖑... 𝖒𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖎
𝕮𝖗𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖎 𝖊𝖒 𝖒𝖊𝖚 𝖕𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖑 𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖌𝖆 !

𝕾ã𝖔 𝕻𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖔, 𝟐❗/𝟎𝟒/𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟗 (𝖉𝖆𝖙𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆çã𝖔)
𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝕬. 𝕮. 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖆

𝕹𝖔 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖚 𝖁𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘:
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝕰𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖘.𝖔𝖗𝖌
𝖀𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘
𝕰 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖘𝕬𝖕𝖕: 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆

𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘
𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖉𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖆 – 𝕻𝖔𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖆𝖗
 

𝕯 𝕴 𝕬 𝕾   -  )0-08-1998

𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖓𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖉𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖊𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖒 𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖉𝖔,
𝕰𝖒 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖈𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘, 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊
𝕼𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖓𝖚𝖓𝖈𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖛ê-𝖑𝖔𝖘 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘 !

𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖋𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 é 𝖎𝖓𝖋𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖆,
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖘ó 𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖟𝖆, 𝖊 𝖒á𝖌𝖔𝖆 𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖛𝖆𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖆,
𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖓𝖔𝖎𝖙𝖊 é 𝖖𝖚𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖊 𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖉𝖆,
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 é 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖆, 𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊, 𝖊𝖘𝖖𝖚á𝖑𝖎𝖉𝖆.

𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖔𝖑𝖍𝖆 𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘. 
𝕰 𝖛ê 𝖓𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘 𝖚𝖒𝖆 𝖊𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖆𝖓ç𝖆 𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖔. 
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘... 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖔𝖑𝖍𝖆 𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖊𝖌𝖚𝖊 𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖘,
𝕰𝖛𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖒... 𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖑 á𝖌𝖚𝖆 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖙𝖔𝖈𝖆 𝖔 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖑𝖔.

𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊, 
𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖟, 𝖉𝖊 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗 𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖝ã𝖔,
𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖗, 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊
𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖆 𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖆çã𝖔.

𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖈ê𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖘
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖈ê𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘,
𝕾ã𝖔 𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓ç𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖚𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖚 𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖆,
𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖒 𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖆𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘!

𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊, 𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖘ã𝖔 𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖘 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖊 𝖘𝖎
𝕰𝖓𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖚𝖓𝖘 𝖘ã𝖔 𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖘 𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘,
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖘ã𝖔 𝖓𝖊𝖇𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖘𝖔𝖘, 𝖙𝖆𝖈𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓𝖔𝖘, 
𝕼𝖚𝖊 𝖓𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖔𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖊𝖒 𝖓𝖔 𝖘𝖊𝖚 𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖓𝖘𝖈𝖚𝖗𝖘𝖔 𝖉𝖎á𝖗𝖎𝖔
𝕬 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖆 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖉𝖆 𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖌𝖆 𝖔𝖘 𝖋𝖆𝖙𝖔𝖘.

𝕸𝖊𝖘𝖒𝖔 𝖊𝖒 𝖘𝖎 𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖘ã𝖔 𝖙𝖔𝖉𝖔𝖘 𝖎𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖎𝖘
𝕰𝖓𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖚𝖓𝖘 𝖘ã𝖔 𝖇𝖔𝖓𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘, 𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖔𝖑𝖆𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘,  
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖘, 𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖔𝖘, 𝖈𝖍𝖚𝖛𝖔𝖘𝖔𝖘, 𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖎𝖘
𝕻𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖈𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖊𝖘𝖙á 𝖆𝖈𝖆𝖇𝖆𝖉𝖔.

𝕮𝖔𝖒𝖔 𝖆 𝖌𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖊 𝖙𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖋𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖈𝖎𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊 

𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖟, 𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗 𝖊 𝖉𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖎𝖝ã𝖔.
𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖉𝖔𝖗, 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖔 𝖊 𝖘𝖆𝖚𝖉𝖆𝖉𝖊
𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖔𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖆 𝖔 𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖆çã𝖔

𝕿𝖊𝖒 𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖓𝖎𝖘𝖈ê𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖘
𝕺𝖚𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖕𝖎𝖘𝖈ê𝖓𝖈𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘,
𝕯𝖊 𝖑𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖗𝖆𝖓ç𝖆𝖘 𝖉𝖊 𝖙𝖚𝖉𝖔 𝖔𝖚 𝖖𝖚𝖆𝖘𝖊 𝖓𝖆𝖉𝖆
𝕯𝖎𝖆𝖘 𝖊𝖒 𝖖𝖚𝖊 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖆𝖒 𝖊 𝖓ã𝖔 𝖛𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖆𝖒 𝖒𝖆𝖎𝖘.

𝕾ã𝖔 𝕻𝖆𝖚𝖑𝖔, 1𝟎/𝟎𝟖/𝟗𝟖
𝕬𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝕬. 𝕮. 𝕲𝖆𝖗𝖈𝖎𝖆

𝕹𝖔 𝕱𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖇𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖚 𝖁𝖎𝖘𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖚𝖘 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘:
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖇𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝖍𝖙𝖙𝖕://𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖑𝖚𝖉𝖎𝖔𝖉𝖊𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖘.𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖘𝖕𝖔𝖙.𝖈𝖔𝖒
𝕰𝖘𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖆𝖘.𝖔𝖗𝖌
𝖀𝖘𝖎𝖓𝖆  𝖉𝖊 𝕷𝖊𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖘
𝕰 𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖑 𝖉𝖔 𝖂𝖍𝖆𝖙𝖘𝕬𝖕𝖕: 𝕭𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖆𝖉𝖆𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖘𝖎𝖆

𝕯𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖎𝖙𝖔𝖘 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖘 𝖗𝖊𝖌𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖆𝖉𝖔𝖘
𝕸𝖆𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉𝖔 𝖆 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖆 𝖉𝖔 𝖕𝖔𝖊𝖒𝖆 – 𝕻𝖔𝖉𝖊 𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖎𝖑𝖍𝖆𝖗