Ugo 🖐 ✡ AM ISRAEL JAI
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Ugo 🖐 ✡ AM ISRAEL JAI
@HugoTanco
La historia ocurre dos veces: la primera vez como una tragedia y la segunda como una miserable farsa K.M. (Argentina, país de la farsa en loop)
Buenos Aires, Argentina Katılım Şubat 2017
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EJEMPLO MUY PRÓXIMO DE LA ENFERMEDAD HOLANDESA
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ESTAMOS EN LA VETERINARIA… 😭💔
Y de verdad es muy triste ver hasta dónde puede llegar el abandono…
Donalda viene muy mal.
Muy grave.
Y duele muchísimo preguntarse cuánto tuvo que pasar… cuánto dolor tuvo que soportar… para llegar a este estado. 😞
Familia hermosa, la ayuda que ha llegado es muy poquita para todas las necesidades que hay.
Necesitamos de ustedes para poder dejar abono en la veterinaria y seguir luchando por ella. 🙏🐾
No podemos seguir atendiendo casos tan delicados si no contamos con ayuda.
Por favor, ayúdenos a ayudarla.
Ayúdenos a darle la oportunidad que nunca tuvo. ❤️
🐾 Mil gracias 🐾
🙏Con tu ayuda logramos milagros🙏
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🚨ALLANARON A UNA MUNIPA DE GÉNERO DE MORON POR TENER 1,5KG DE MERCA, ARMAS Y CHURRO EN SU CASA🚨
El caso fue confirmado por la municipalidad de Lucas Ghi y la munipa narco de PBA está prófuga.
Este mismo municipio te invitaba a drogarte con responsabilidad y te enseñaba cómo hacerlo. De este municipio era la munipa que integraba la banda extorsionadora que terminó con el gendarme muerto.



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In Auschwitz, my mother taught me three rules.
Not stories. Not prayers. Rules. The kind that kept you alive.
Rule one: Never make eye contact with a guard.
Rule two: Never show that you are sick.
Rule three: Never, ever, lose your bowl.
I was five years old. I memorized them the way other children memorize nursery rhymes.
The bowl was a small tin thing. Dented. Scratched. It held whatever thin soup they gave us once a day. If you lost your bowl, you had no bowl. If you had no bowl, you had no ration. If you had no ration, you understand.
I guarded that bowl with everything I had. I slept with it. I held it against my chest during roll call. I knew where it was every second of every day.
Then one morning, I fell into the latrine.
There is no delicate way to say this. The latrines in Auschwitz were wooden boards with holes cut into them over a pit. The holes were large. I was very small. I was in a hurry. I slipped.
I went in up to my neck.
The smell. The cold. The rats. I do not need to describe it. Your mind already knows.
My mother tried to pull me out. She could not. I was slippery and she had no strength. None of us had strength. We had not eaten properly in months. She called out. Other women came. Together they pulled me free. Someone found a hose. They sprayed me down in the cold air while I stood there shaking.
I did not cry. Rule number one in Auschwitz was the same rule everywhere, do not attract attention.
But I got sick. Very sick. The kind of sick that comes from rats and filth and cold water and a body that has nothing left to fight with.
And I remembered Rule Two, never show that you are sick.
I hid it from everyone. From the guards. From the other children. Even from my mother, because I knew if she knew, she would do something. And doing something in Auschwitz got you killed.
But someone saw. I do not know who. I do not know why they helped me instead of reporting me. I never knew.
They took me to a room, a makeshift hospital. I lay in a bed, a real bed, not a wooden bunk, for the first time since we had arrived.
I do not remember much of what happened next. The fever blurred everything. Days passed like smoke.
When I came out, I still had my bowl.
I had held it even in the latrine. Even in the fever. Even in the dark when I did not know where I was or what day it was.
My mother looked at me when I came back. She looked at the bowl. She did not say anything. She just nodded, the way she nodded when something had gone the way it needed to go.
People ask me what survival looks like.
I tell them, sometimes it looks like a five year old girl climbing out of a latrine in a death camp, covered in filth, shaking with cold, still holding her tin bowl.
Because she knew that the bowl was the difference between eating and not eating. Between living and not.
Because her mother had told her. And she had listened.
I am Tova Friedman. I fell into a latrine in Auschwitz at five years old.
I came out still holding my bowl.
Tova.
#NeverForget #Survival #DaughterOfAuschwitz #ShesStillHere #TheirNamesLiveOn

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Odian a los Macri y no así al kirchnerismo.
Todavía estamos esperando que el Banco Central mande el informe necesario de las SIRAS a la Justicia...
Pero fijate lo raro y es que Milei putea a medio mundo, a medio país y NUNCA nombra a SERGIO TOMÁS MASSA...
@peponila
👏👏👏
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@MARIACA49946720 No pueden. Si lo hacen, el gobierno viola la Ley de Defensa Nacional. N está entre sus misiones, excepto en materia logistica; cosa que este gobierno no hace cuando hay catástrofes (inundaciones, incendios, etc.)
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🛑#URGENTE
SE CONFIRMÓ EL CONTRATO DE MILEI POR LA CRIPTO ESTAFA 🔥
La justicia encontró el contrato en el celular de Novelli por los 5 millones de dólares, aunque lo había borrado.
Cada vez más complicados 🔥
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¿Qué imagen tenés de @EstebanPaulon?
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2 Regular
3 Mala
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