Armando A. C. Garcia

𝓜𝓮𝓽á𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓼  ! -  𝟏𝟐-𝟏𝟏-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

𝓜𝓮𝓽á𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓵𝓾𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓼 𝓭𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓲 𝓷𝓸𝓼𝓼𝓸 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓻,

𝓕𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓪𝓼 𝓭𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓪, 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼ã𝓸 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓻í𝓷𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓪, 𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓪,

𝓠𝓾𝓮 𝓷𝓸 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓻, 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓯𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓪 𝓭𝓸𝓻,

𝓐 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪 𝓮 𝓮𝔁𝓬𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓿𝓪... 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓷𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪 

𝓐𝓷𝓲𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓹𝓾𝓻𝓸𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓼,

𝓓𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓸𝓻 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓵𝓮𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓪𝔁𝓲𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓼,

𝓘𝓷𝓭𝓲𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓹𝓸𝓼𝓼í𝓿𝓮𝓲𝓼 𝓵𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓼

À𝓼 𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓳𝓮𝓽𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓼, 𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓼.

𝓣𝓾, 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓵𝓸 𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓻 𝓶𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓪 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓲ã𝓸,

𝓣𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮 𝓮𝓾, 𝓮𝓼𝓬𝓾𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓿𝓸𝔃 𝓭𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮,

𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸 𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓼 𝓹𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓼, 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓪çã𝓸,

𝓗𝓸𝓳𝓮, 𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓭𝓸, 𝓷𝓪 𝓽ã𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓪 𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮

𝓞 𝓽𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓸 𝓾𝓻𝓰𝓮, 𝓮 𝓽𝓾𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓬𝓲ê𝓷𝓬𝓲𝓪 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓽𝓸𝓵𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓻á,

𝓐 𝓭𝓻á𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓬𝓪 𝓮 𝓹𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓼𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓭𝓪,

𝓔 𝓮𝓵𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓶𝓪, 𝓳𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼, 𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓲 𝓼𝓾𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓻á

𝓐 𝓰𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓰𝓪, 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓮𝓶 𝓶𝓲𝓶, 𝓿𝓲𝓻𝓸𝓾 𝓯𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓪.

𝓢𝓮𝓻á 𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓪 𝓾𝓵𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓪çã𝓸 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓹𝓲𝓭𝓪 𝓷𝓪 𝓳𝓪𝔃𝓲𝓭𝓪,

𝓠𝓾𝓮 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓭𝓪𝓻á 𝓹𝓪𝔃 à 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓪 𝓮 𝓪𝓸 𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓪çã𝓸. 

𝓢ã𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓾𝓵𝓸, 𝟏𝟐/𝟏𝟏/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 (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

𝓔 𝓒𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓷𝓸 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓐𝓹𝓹: 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓭𝓪 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪

ℰ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈.ℴ𝓇ℊ

𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼

𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓪 – 𝓟𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓻

𝗩𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗼 ! (𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗼) 𝟮𝟴-𝟭𝟬-𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱

𝗩𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗼𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗷𝗮 𝗮𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗻ã𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲,

𝗤𝘂𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘀𝗺𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲, 𝗻ã𝗼 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗲𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗻ç𝗮𝘀,

𝗗𝗲 𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗴𝘂𝗺 𝘁𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲

𝗘 𝗲𝗻𝘁ã𝗼, 𝗿𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗮𝗿 𝘃𝗲𝗹𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗹𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗻ç𝗮𝘀.

𝗠𝗲𝘀𝗺𝗼 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲, 𝗲𝘀𝘁á 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲.

𝗔 𝘃𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗱𝗲, 𝗻ã𝗼 𝘀𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗶𝘅𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗻ç𝗮𝘀,

𝗡𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗹𝗲𝗶𝗼, 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗮 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲,

𝗘𝘀𝘁ã𝗼, 𝗲𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗺, 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗮𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻ç𝗮𝘀.

𝗢𝗹𝘃𝗶𝗱𝗮𝗱𝗼 𝗱𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗱𝗼

𝗢𝗻𝗱𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘀, 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗿𝘁𝗼𝘀, 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗺 𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘀,

𝗤𝘂𝗲 𝗼 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘇𝗲𝗺 𝗮𝘁é 𝗵𝗼𝗷𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗱𝗼,

𝗔 𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝘂𝗿𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗳𝘂𝘀ã𝗼, 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘀,

𝗘 𝘀𝗼𝗯𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗲𝘀, 𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝘂 𝗽𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗼,

𝗖𝗼𝗺 𝗮 𝗮𝗹𝗺𝗮 𝗲 𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗮çã𝗼, 𝗶𝗻𝗱𝗮 𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗼𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘀!

𝗦ã𝗼 𝗣𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗼, 𝟮𝟴/𝟭𝟬/𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 (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

𝗘 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗼 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀𝗔𝗽𝗽: 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗮 𝗱𝗮 𝗣𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗮

ℰ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈.ℴ𝓇ℊ

𝗗𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗼𝘀 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘀

𝗠𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗱𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝗺𝗮 – 𝗣𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗵𝗮𝗿

𝓝𝓸 𝓵𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮 - 𝟏𝟔-𝟏𝟏-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

𝓓𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓼 𝓿𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓼 𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓪𝓼

𝓐 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓪 𝓼𝓸𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓹õ𝓮-𝓼𝓮 𝓪 𝓽𝓸𝓭𝓸 𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓻,

𝓒𝓸𝓶 𝓼𝓸𝓫𝓮𝓻𝓫𝓸 á𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓻𝓮 𝓮 𝓪𝓵𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓼,

𝓓𝓲𝔃-𝓷𝓸𝓼 𝓼𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓻𝓮 𝓸 𝓶𝓮𝓵𝓱𝓸𝓻 𝓪 𝓼𝓮 𝓯𝓪𝔃𝓮𝓻.

𝓓𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓶𝓮𝓻𝓪 𝓮𝓼𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓷ç𝓪

𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓿𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓮 𝓪𝓼 𝓿𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓼, 𝓮 𝓮𝓶𝓾𝓭𝓮𝓬𝓮,

𝓐 𝓲𝓵𝓾𝓼ã𝓸 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓭𝓪 𝓷𝓪 𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓷ç𝓪,

𝓝𝓸 𝓬𝓱ã𝓸 𝓭𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓼𝓮 𝓽𝓮𝓬𝓮

𝓓𝓸𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓭𝓮𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝓮 𝓹𝓪𝓲𝔁õ𝓮𝓼

𝓔𝓵𝓪, 𝓪 𝓽𝓾𝓭𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓫𝓻𝓮𝓹õ𝓮 𝓼𝓾𝓪 𝓿𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓭𝓮,

𝓛𝓲𝓿𝓻𝓪-𝓷𝓸𝓼, 𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓪𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓮, 𝓭𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓼 𝓮𝓶𝓸çõ𝓮𝓼,

𝓓𝓮𝓲𝔁𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓼 𝓷𝓸 𝓵𝓪𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓾𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮

𝓢ã𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓾𝓵𝓸, 𝟏𝟔/𝟏𝟏/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 (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

𝓔 𝓒𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓷𝓸 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓐𝓹𝓹: 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓭𝓪 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪

ℰ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈.ℴ𝓇ℊ

𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼

𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓪 – 𝓟𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓻

Rᴇꜱᴘʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴄᴇ ! - 11-11-2025

Rᴇꜱᴘʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴄᴇ ɴᴀ ꜱᴏᴍʙʀᴀ ᴅᴏ ᴄᴀᴍɪɴʜᴏ

Mᴇᴜ ᴅᴇꜱᴇᴊᴏ, ꜱᴏɴʜᴏ, ᴀʟᴛɪᴠᴏ ᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴛᴇ,

Dᴇ ᴜᴍ ᴅɪᴀ ᴛᴇʀ ᴠᴏᴄê, ᴅᴇɴᴛʀᴏ ᴅᴏ ɴɪɴʜᴏ

E ꜱᴇᴊᴀꜱ ᴛᴜ, ɴᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴᴏ ᴍɪɴʜᴀ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴏʀᴛᴇ !

Pᴀʀᴀ ᴛᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴀʀ ᴘᴇʀᴄᴏʀʀɪ ɴᴀ ᴠɪᴅᴀ

Sᴇɴᴅᴀꜱ ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜᴏꜱᴀꜱ, ᴀᴛᴀʟʜᴏꜱ ᴇ ᴀʀʀɪʙᴀꜱ,

Tʀɪʟʜᴀꜱ ᴇ ᴘɪᴄᴀᴅᴀꜱ ᴅᴇꜱᴄᴏɴʜᴇᴄɪᴅᴀꜱ

Pᴏʀéᴍ, ꜱᴇᴍᴘʀᴇ ᴇꜱᴛᴀᴠᴀ ɴᴀ ᴘɪɴᴅᴀíʙᴀ.

Qᴜᴀɴᴅᴏ ᴛᴇ ᴇɴᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴇɪ, ɴᴇᴍ ꜱᴏʀᴠᴇᴛᴇ ᴛᴇ ᴅᴇɪ 

Pᴀʀᴀ ᴛᴇ ᴄᴏɴꜱᴏʟᴀʀ, ᴜᴍ ʙᴇɪᴊᴏ ᴇᴜ qᴜɪꜱ ᴛᴇ ᴅᴀʀ,

Pᴏʀéᴍ, ɴãᴏ ᴀᴄᴇɪᴛᴏᴜ ᴇ ꜱᴇᴍ ʙᴇɪᴊᴀʀ ꜰɪqᴜᴇɪ

Nᴏ ᴇɴᴛᴀɴᴛᴏ, ᴠᴀʟᴇᴜ ᴀ ɪɴᴛᴇɴçãᴏ ᴅᴇ ʙᴇɪᴊᴀʀ !

Tᴇᴜ ᴀᴍᴏʀ ʀᴇꜱᴘʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴄᴇ qᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴏʟ ᴀ ᴄɪɴᴛɪʟᴀʀ

Sᴇ ᴏ ᴍᴇᴜ ꜱᴏɴʜᴏ é ᴛãᴏ ᴀʟᴛɪᴠᴏ ᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴛᴇ.

Rᴇᴘʟᴇᴛᴏ ᴅᴇ qᴜɪᴍᴇʀᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴘᴀʟᴘɪᴛᴀʀ

Eᴜ ꜱᴇɪ qᴜᴇ ᴠᴏᴜ ᴛᴇ ᴀᴍᴀʀ ᴀᴛé à ᴍᴏʀᴛᴇ!

Sãᴏ Pᴀᴜʟᴏ, 11/11/2025 (ᴅᴀᴛᴀ ᴅᴀ ᴄʀɪᴀçãᴏ)

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ʜᴛᴛᴘ://ᴄʀɪᴀɴᴄᴀꜱᴘᴏᴇꜱɪᴀꜱ.ʙʟᴏɢꜱᴘᴏᴛ.ᴄᴏᴍ

ʜᴛᴛᴘ://ᴘʀᴇʟᴜᴅɪᴏᴅᴇꜱᴏɴᴇᴛᴏꜱ.ʙʟᴏɢꜱᴘᴏᴛ.ᴄᴏᴍ

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𝗘𝗺 𝘁𝗮ç𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘀 !!! - 𝟭𝟯-𝟭𝟭-𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 (𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗼)

𝗧𝘂, 𝗳𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝗼 𝗺𝗲𝗹, 𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗮ç𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘀

𝗤𝘂𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘃𝗶 𝗻𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗱𝗼𝘀𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲,

𝗡𝗮 𝗲𝘀𝘀ê𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗮 𝗱𝗼𝘀 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗵𝗼𝘀 𝗺𝘂𝗶 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘀,

𝗡𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗷𝗼 𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗺𝗯𝗶çã𝗼 𝘁ã𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲.

𝗤𝘂𝗲 𝗲𝗺 𝗲𝘅𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗼𝘀𝗼 𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲

𝗧𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗮 𝘁𝗮ç𝗮 𝗮𝘁é 𝗮𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗺,

𝗣𝗼𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝘂, 𝗻ã𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲 𝘂𝗺 𝘀ó 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲,

- 𝗖𝗵𝗲𝗴𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗿-𝗺𝗲 𝗼 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘁𝗶𝗺.

𝗠𝗮𝘀 𝗼 𝗚𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲 𝗔𝗿𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗼 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗲𝘁𝗮

𝗡ã𝗼 𝗾𝘂𝗶𝘀 𝗾𝘂𝗲 𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝘀𝘀𝗲 𝗺𝗲𝘂 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗼,

- 𝗘 𝗱𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗲. 𝗠𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗼𝘂 𝘂𝗺 𝘃𝗶𝗹 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝘁𝗮.

𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗿 𝗮𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗿,

𝗗𝗲 𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗳𝗿𝗲 𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝘂𝗺 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗼,

𝗣𝗼𝗿 𝘂𝗺 𝗼𝗰𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗼. 𝗤𝘂𝗲 𝘀𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗺𝗮 𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗿!

𝗦ã𝗼 𝗣𝗮𝘂𝗹𝗼, 𝟭𝟯/𝟭𝟭/𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟱 (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

𝗘 𝗖𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗼 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘀𝗔𝗽𝗽: 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗮 𝗱𝗮 𝗣𝗼𝗲𝘀𝗶𝗮

ℰ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈.ℴ𝓇ℊ

𝗗𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗶𝘁𝗼𝘀 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘀

𝗠𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗮 𝗱𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝗲𝗺𝗮 – 𝗣𝗼𝗱𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗵𝗮𝗿

𝓔𝓷𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓻, - 𝟎𝟗-𝟏𝟏-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓

𝓔𝓷𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓮𝓻, 𝓼𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓲𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸

𝓢𝓮𝓻 𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓭𝓸𝓻 𝓭𝓪 𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮 𝓮 𝓭𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓼.

É 𝓭𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓪, 𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓸 𝓼𝓮𝓾 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓸,

𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓪𝓭𝓪 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭𝓮, 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓸 𝓭𝓸𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓪.

𝓕𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓻 𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓱𝓸 𝓼ã𝓸 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓸𝓼 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓼

𝓠𝓾𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓶 𝓽𝓸𝓭𝓸𝓼 𝓽ê𝓶 𝓮𝓼𝓼𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓵é𝓰𝓲𝓸,

𝓢ã𝓸 𝓶𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓼 𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓪𝓼 𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓸𝓼,

É 𝓓𝓸𝓶 𝓭𝓮 𝓓𝓮𝓾𝓼, 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓷í𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓸, 𝓮𝓰𝓻é𝓰𝓲𝓸.

𝓢𝓮 𝓿𝓮𝓵𝓱𝓸; 𝓷ã𝓸 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓪çã𝓸

𝓟𝓪𝓼𝓼𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓪𝓼𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓪... 𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓰𝓸𝓾,

𝓝𝓸 𝓵𝓾𝓰𝓪𝓻, 𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓷𝓮𝓶 𝓽𝓸𝓭𝓸 𝓸 𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓪𝓭ã𝓸

𝓟𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓻, 𝓮 𝓶𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓸 𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓼𝓮 𝓪𝓬𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾.

É 𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓰𝓵ó𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓮𝓶 𝓶á𝓰𝓸𝓪, 𝓼𝓮𝓶 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓻

𝓣𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮 𝓭𝓪 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓶𝓪 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮 𝓪 𝓿𝓲𝓭𝓪,

É 𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓰𝓵ó𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓸 𝓖𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮 𝓒𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓻,

𝓝𝓸𝓼 𝓭á 𝓬𝓸𝓶 𝓹𝓻𝓪𝔃𝓮𝓻, 𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓼 𝓭𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓭𝓪 

𝓢ã𝓸 𝓟𝓪𝓾𝓵𝓸, 𝟎𝟗/𝟏𝟏/𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟓 (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

𝓔 𝓒𝓪𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓷𝓸 𝓦𝓱𝓪𝓽𝓼𝓐𝓹𝓹: 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓪 𝓭𝓪 𝓟𝓸𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓪

ℰ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈.ℴ𝓇ℊ

𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓲𝓽𝓸𝓼 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓭𝓸𝓼

𝓜𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓸 𝓪 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓻𝓲𝓪 𝓭𝓸 𝓹𝓸𝓮𝓶𝓪 – 𝓟𝓸𝓭𝓮 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓱𝓪𝓻

𝘽𝙚𝙡𝙖, 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙑ê𝙣𝙪𝙨 – 14-11-2025

𝙎𝙚𝙢 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙨

𝙎𝙪𝙗𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞,

𝙎𝙚𝙢 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙤, 𝙨𝙚𝙢 𝙧𝙖𝙯ã𝙤

𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙙𝙞 𝙤 𝙢𝙚𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙖çã𝙤.

𝙎𝙪𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙙𝙖𝙨, 𝙙𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚

𝘼𝙨 𝙖𝙩𝙧𝙖çõ𝙚𝙨 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙨,

𝙎𝙚𝙢 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚

𝘿𝙤𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙖çõ𝙚𝙨, 𝙚𝙨𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙨...

𝘾𝙤𝙢𝙤 𝙤 𝙨𝙤𝙡, 𝙦𝙪𝙚 𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙪,

𝙀 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤𝙙𝙖 𝙖 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖,

𝙉𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙨𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙪,

- 𝙉𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙚 𝙩𝙚𝙪 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚 𝙜𝙪𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙖.

𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙨, 𝙩ê𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙟𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙨

𝘿𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙞𝙧 𝙖 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣çã𝙤,

𝙉𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙯𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙨 𝙛𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙨

𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙖 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙜𝙞𝙩𝙖çã𝙤.

𝘼𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙢, 𝙨𝙚𝙢 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙨, 𝙣𝙚𝙢 𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙨

𝙉𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙤 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙖𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙪,

𝙀𝙧𝙖𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙖, 𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙡 𝙑ê𝙣𝙪𝙨...

- 𝙏𝙚𝙪 𝙖𝙢𝙤𝙧, 𝙢𝙚 𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙪!

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

𝙀 𝘾𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙣𝙤 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙨𝘼𝙥𝙥: 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙙𝙖 𝙋𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙖

ℰ𝓈𝒸𝓇𝒾𝓉𝒶𝓈.ℴ𝓇ℊ

𝘿𝙞𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙤𝙨 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙨 𝙧𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙨

𝙈𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙤 𝙖 𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙞𝙖 𝙙𝙤 𝙥𝙤𝙚𝙢𝙖 – 𝙋𝙤𝙙𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙝𝙖𝙧

𝔑𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔲 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫á𝔯𝔦𝔬! - 19-11-2025

𝔔𝔲𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔬𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔧𝔬𝔰 𝔢𝔰𝔳𝔬𝔞ç𝔞𝔪 𝔰𝔢𝔪 𝔣𝔦𝔪

𝔑𝔞 𝔳𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔷𝔞 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔰𝔞 𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔞 𝔰𝔲𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔢𝔷𝔞,

𝔈𝔫𝔠𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔯á𝔰 𝔩á 𝔱𝔬𝔡𝔞 𝔰𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔷𝔞

𝔇𝔬𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔧𝔬𝔰 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔫𝔲𝔫𝔠𝔞 𝔱ê𝔪 𝔣𝔦𝔪.

𝔖𝔲𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔦 𝔱𝔬𝔡𝔞𝔰 𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔲𝔞𝔰 𝔳𝔬𝔫𝔱𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰,

ℭ𝔬𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔦 𝔡𝔢 𝔞𝔪𝔬𝔯 𝔱𝔢𝔲𝔰 𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬𝔰,

𝔗𝔢𝔲𝔰 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔧𝔬𝔰, 𝔢 𝔬𝔰 𝔫𝔬𝔟𝔯𝔢𝔰 𝔰𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔬𝔰,

- ℭ𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔞 𝔡𝔢 𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔞 𝔢 𝔡𝔢 𝔣𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔰.

𝔑𝔢𝔰𝔱𝔢 𝔪𝔢𝔲 𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔫á𝔯𝔦𝔬 𝔡𝔢 𝔡𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔧𝔬𝔰,

𝔇𝔢𝔰𝔢𝔧𝔬 𝔞 𝔱𝔬𝔡𝔬𝔰 𝔮𝔲𝔢 𝔩𝔢𝔯𝔢𝔪 𝔬 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪𝔞,

𝔔𝔲𝔢 𝔫ã𝔬 𝔢𝔰𝔮𝔲𝔢ç𝔞𝔪 𝔡𝔬 𝔱𝔢𝔬𝔯𝔢𝔪𝔞,

𝔈 𝔪𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔬 𝔪𝔢𝔫𝔬𝔰, 𝔡𝔬 𝔯𝔢𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔳𝔬 𝔠𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔧𝔬!

𝔖ã𝔬 𝔓𝔞𝔲𝔩𝔬, 19/11/2025 (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

𝔈𝔰𝔠𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔰.𝔬𝔯𝔤

𝔈 ℭ𝔞𝔫𝔞𝔩 𝔫𝔬 𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱𝔰𝔄𝔭𝔭: 𝔅𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔞 𝔡𝔞 𝔓𝔬𝔢𝔰𝔦𝔞

𝔇𝔦𝔯𝔢𝔦𝔱𝔬𝔰 𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔞𝔦𝔰 𝔯𝔢𝔤𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔡𝔬𝔰

𝔐𝔞𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔬 𝔞 𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔬𝔯𝔦𝔞 𝔡𝔬 𝔭𝔬𝔢𝔪𝔞 – 𝔓𝔬𝔡𝔢 𝔠𝔬𝔪𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱𝔦𝔩𝔥𝔞𝔯

𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕖𝕞 𝕖𝕤𝕧𝕒í𝕕𝕒 ! - 𝟘𝟛-𝟙𝟚-𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟝

𝕃á𝕘𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕤 𝕖𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕞 𝕡𝕖𝕝𝕒 𝕥𝕦𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕔𝕖

𝔸𝕠 𝕤𝕒𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕤 𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕦, 𝕤𝕖𝕞 𝕦𝕞 𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕦𝕤,

𝕆𝕤 ó𝕔𝕦𝕝𝕠𝕤, 𝕤𝕖𝕣ã𝕠 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒 𝕥𝕚 𝕦𝕞 𝕕𝕚𝕤𝕗𝕒𝕣𝕔𝕖,

ℙ𝕣𝕒 𝕟ã𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕞𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕣 𝕒 𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕟𝕦𝕚𝕕𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕕𝕖 𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕦𝕤.

𝕆 𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕣 𝕤𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕗𝕒𝕫 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕠 𝕒 𝕓𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕧𝕖

𝔼 𝕤𝕖 𝕖𝕤𝕧𝕒𝕚, 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕠 𝕠 𝕗𝕦𝕞𝕠 𝕕𝕦𝕞 𝕔𝕚𝕘𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠,

ℚ𝕦𝕖 𝕠 𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕖𝕧𝕒 𝕖 𝕖𝕝𝕖 𝕟ã𝕠 𝕤𝕖 𝕒𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖,

𝔸 𝕧𝕠𝕝𝕥𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕥𝕣á𝕤, 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖 𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕫𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕠.

𝔻𝕖𝕤𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕖𝕔𝕚𝕕𝕒, 𝕕𝕦𝕞 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕒çã𝕠 𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕤𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕚.

𝔼 𝕟𝕖𝕞 𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕤 𝕕𝕒 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕕𝕒, 𝕡𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕧𝕒𝕣,

𝔼 𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕠, 𝕟𝕠 𝕓𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕒çã𝕠, é 𝕠 𝕢𝕦𝕖 𝕥𝕖 𝕕ó𝕚.

𝔼 𝕒𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕖, 𝕖𝕝𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕚𝕒 𝕥𝕖 𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕣.

𝔼𝕤𝕧𝕒í𝕕𝕒 𝕖𝕞 𝕥𝕦𝕒 𝕕𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕦𝕚 𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖,

ℂ𝕠𝕞 𝕠𝕤 𝕠𝕝𝕙𝕠𝕤 𝕟𝕦𝕞𝕒 𝕟é𝕧𝕠𝕒 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕒𝕝,

𝔸𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒 𝕕𝕖 𝕥𝕚, 𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕒 𝕚𝕕𝕖𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕖𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖

𝔻𝕖 𝕒𝕞𝕒𝕣 𝕒𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕝𝕖 𝕥𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕚 𝕥ã𝕠 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕝𝕖𝕒𝕝 .

𝕊ã𝕠 ℙ𝕒𝕦𝕝𝕠, 𝟘𝟛/𝟙𝟚/𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟝 (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

𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕤.𝕠𝕣𝕘

𝔼 ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕟𝕠 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥𝕤𝔸𝕡𝕡: 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕤𝕒 𝕕𝕒 ℙ𝕠𝕖𝕤𝕚𝕒

𝔻𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕚𝕥𝕠𝕤 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤 𝕣𝕖𝕘𝕚𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕤

𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕠 𝕒 𝕒𝕦𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕒 𝕕𝕠 𝕡𝕠𝕖𝕞𝕒 – ℙ𝕠𝕕𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕙𝕒𝕣

Tu, a nobre soberana !  - 12-12-2025

Carreguei você nas costas,

Dia e noite, noite e dia,

Por ladeiras e encostas

Sem rezingar um só dia.

Na obstrusa forma humana

Senti teu peso em meu peito,

Tu, a nobre soberana

Que dormia em meu leito.

Desarraigado do fardo

Um dia eu me cansei.

- Fui pior que um bastardo

Nas minhas atribulações,

Nas nefastas caminhadas

Infaustas e tormentosas,

Tu, sempre bem alinhada

Bela e esplendorosa.

Eu, não passava de nada

Coisa fútil, desventurada

Cansei da vida atribulada,

Arrumei outra namorada.

São Paulo, 12-12-2025

Armando A. C. Garcia

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