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@FPanunzi @StefanoPutinati Farebbe ridere nel caso

@StefanoPutinati In Valtellina secondo me ha vinto il No

Mi sto avviando verso il Ridotto della Valtellina insieme ai Comitati per il sì

È morto Umberto Bossi ilpost.link/GWjBIZD40M

@petunianelsole Ho riso troppo

“All eyes on BigMama” (semicit.)

Primo giorno di #OlimpiadiInvernali2026 sulla linea Milano - Tirano 😍

@diania30 @OfficialTrenord @atm_informa *a metà gennaio

@OfficialTrenord @atm_informa Annunciato nel weekend, due giorni prima, per crearci più disagio possibile. E purtroppo a me così ne avete creato molto e per cose gravi. Poi chiedetevi perché le persone non sono dalla vostra parte.

SCIOPERO 🔵 Dalle ore 03:00 del 2 febbraio alle ore 02:00 del 3 febbraio Il sindacato ORSA ha proclamato uno sciopero che potrà generare ripercussioni al servizio Regionale, Suburbano, Aeroportuale e alla Lunga Percorrenza di Trenord. Maggiori info: bit.ly/3Zc1Lyb

@juventusfc Scusa @marcocappato hai da fare stasera?

27' | Gol del Bodo/Glimt: Blomberg. #BodoJuve [1-0] #UCL

Mio padre.

Found it

Captivity Survivor Mia Schem writes : On October 6, 2023, I was a 21-year-old girl who just wanted to dance. I am no longer the girl I was, the Hamas monsters took my innocence away from me, they damaged my body and soul. Everything was taken from me except for one thing: the way I would tell myself the story, the way I would choose to act within the terrible reality that was forced upon me." The Hamas monsters took my innocence away from me, but today I am a strong woman, and I have a story to tell. I want the whole world to hear that physical freedom can be taken away from us, but not the freedom to believe and imagine. Hope And again the winds of autumn and sukkots peeping from the courtyards of houses. Two years ago today, I was still an innocent girl who was just starting to get excited for a big and happy dance party. I was about to go down to the south on Simchat Torah night with Ella Toledano, one of the closest people to me in the universe, with the biggest and kindest heart. The dance floor seemed to me like the center of the world at that time, I danced with thousands of young and happy people like me. In an instant, the sounds of music were replaced by screams. The sky was filled with missiles and in a moment a mass escape begins. I arrive at the family home of one of the kidnappers, and discover that his name is Mustafa. From that moment on, my life depends on him and his wife Wafa. My hand is fixed to a piece of wood from a destroyed door, I am not given painkillers and I am not allowed to scream or cry. Mustafa sat in front of me for 50 days with a rifle pointed in my face. A metal tube is inserted into my injured hand for fixation, in an unprofessional operation and without antibiotic treatment. The condition of my hand is getting worse - from pain, infection and lack of movement. I am given one bottle of water for long days, once every few days a dry pita. I do not shower even once. I am being subjected to psychological terror, in a small room with no air. Outside, shelling is shaking the walls. I am no longer an innocent child, I am a young woman who just wants to live, who does not intend to break down and wants to go home. After 50 days, I am led to the tunnels, weak and wounded. My body is weak and atrophied, my arm is hanging and the infection is spreading. Two hours of walking, an armed terrorist in front, an armed terrorist behind. 60 meters underground, I am put in a cage, there is no air and no light. In a cage measuring two meters by two meters and 1.50 centimeters high, it is impossible to stand upright. There I meet five other young girls. For the first time since I was kidnapped, I am not alone. Each one has her own brutal kidnapping story. We spend five days together in the dark cage, with two armed guards who change every 12 hours. We were allowed to speak quietly. And again the winds of autumn, and now we mark two years since the happiest night I've ever had, since the most terrible morning of my life. I'm here in my body, but my innocence remains in the fields of blood and my heart remains kidnapped in Gaza, with 48 kidnapped people, living and dead. I'm no longer a child, I'm a strong woman who won't rest until everyone returns from the belly of the earth. Today I have a story to tell. Today I know that life is not as we live it, but as we tell it to ourselves - and then to others. I have a story to tell, I want the whole world to hear that physical freedom can be taken away from us, but not the freedom to believe and imagine hope. May we be able to keep it this coming week The most important and urgent moral and human duty that can be fulfilled: to bring everyone home from the terrible dungeons of hell, something that only those who were there will understand. And again, the winds of autumn, I wish they would bring everyone back with them. Everyone!!!🎗️ MIA r/t וואלה r/t מיה שם

Che triste personaggio è diventato?

@blvkstarlet Alla terza chiamata ho trovato cordialità. Per la risoluzione del problema non so tutto vago, ogni mese si presenta un disservizio diverso

@SCebetana io mi sono sempre trovata bene con loro, purtroppo però negli ultimi mesi i call center regnano all'80% di maleducazione e la rete va e viene. capisco i prezzi buoni ma è assurda questa situazione

non va internet, chiamo iliad e un'operatrice mi risponde del tutto scazzata e in modo molto maleducato. vita mia, non ti sto chiamando per un capriccio. è da mesi che la rete va e viene ed è completamente inutilizzabile. che cazzo lo pago a fare internet se a malapena prende

@flightonyct Da questa mattina, ultimamente capita spesso

Io che cerco su Google il numero che mi ha appena chiamato invece che rispondere

Coldplay's Chris Martin accidentally exposes astronomer CEO Andy Byron having an affair with his HR chief Kristin Cabot.

Ho visto lei che bacia lui Che bacia lei, che bacia me Mon amour, amour, ma chi baci tu?

nella vita mi meritavo pure io di nascere in una famiglia ricca e stare in un campo da tennis a sventolarmi con il ventaglio senza pensare che il giorno dopo devo andare a lavorare

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