𝐸𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑛𝑜 𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙, 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑐𝒉𝑜𝑐𝑎 𝑡𝑎𝑛 𝑓𝑢𝑒𝑟𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛 𝑚𝑖 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑑.
𝑄𝑢𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑜 𝑒𝑙 𝒉𝑢𝑚𝑜 𝑠𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑠𝑣𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑛 𝑙𝑎 𝑛𝑎𝑑𝑎 𝑦 𝑛𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑟𝑙𝑜 𝑗𝑎𝑚a𝑠, 𝑒𝑠𝑡a 𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑎 𝑑𝑒 𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟 𝑒𝑛 𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑖𝑒𝑙𝑜 𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑜 𝑦 𝑛𝑜 𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑟 𝑢𝑛 𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖́𝑑𝑜𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑒𝑙 𝑑𝑜𝑙𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠 𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑎𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡