#Accounting For Vat Course

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Understanding the Diploma in Gulf VAT Course: A Comprehensive Guide

As the Gulf region continues to develop its financial systems, the implementation of Value Added Tax (VAT) has become a key component of modern accounting practices. For professionals and businesses operating in the Gulf, understanding VAT regulations is crucial. One of the best ways to ensure compliance and stay ahead of industry trends is by enrolling in a Diploma in Gulf VAT course. This blog post will explore the benefits and importance of this specialized diploma, along with insights into related topics such as "Gulf VAT in Tally" and "Gulf accounting courses."

What is a Diploma in Gulf VAT Course?

A Diploma in Gulf VAT course is designed to provide comprehensive knowledge of VAT regulations, reporting requirements, and compliance procedures specific to the Gulf Cooperation Council (GCC) countries. This diploma is particularly beneficial for accountants, financial managers, and business owners who need to navigate the VAT landscape effectively.

Key Benefits:

Expert Knowledge: Gain in-depth understanding of VAT principles, including VAT registration, invoicing, and filing VAT returns.

Regulatory Compliance: Learn about the specific VAT regulations of different Gulf countries, ensuring your business adheres to legal requirements.

Enhanced Skills: Develop practical skills in managing VAT transactions and implementing VAT strategies using industry-standard tools and software.

Gulf VAT in Tally

Tally is a widely used accounting software that integrates VAT functionality for efficient management of VAT-related tasks. The "Gulf VAT in Tally" feature includes customized VAT reports, VAT return filing, and compliance checks specific to the GCC VAT regulations. Enrolling in a diploma course that covers "Gulf VAT in Tally" will equip you with the skills to effectively use Tally for VAT management, ensuring accurate and timely compliance.

Advantages of Using Tally for Gulf VAT:

Automated Calculations: Tally automates VAT calculations, reducing the risk of errors.

Customized Reports: Generate VAT reports tailored to GCC regulations, making tax filing simpler.

Efficient Record-Keeping: Maintain accurate records of VAT transactions, which is crucial for audits and inspections.

Exploring Gulf Accounting Courses

In addition to the Diploma in Gulf VAT, several other Gulf accounting courses can complement your understanding of the region’s financial landscape. These courses cover various aspects of Gulf accounting, including financial management, auditing, and taxation.

Types of Gulf Accounting Courses:

Financial Accounting: Focuses on financial reporting, analysis, and compliance with Gulf accounting standards.

Management Accounting: Covers budgeting, cost control, and financial planning within the Gulf context.

Auditing and Assurance: Teaches auditing practices and assurance services relevant to Gulf regulations.

Why Choose Gulf Accounting Courses?

Local Expertise: Gain knowledge that is directly applicable to the Gulf region’s financial environment.

Career Advancement: Enhance your qualifications and career prospects in the Gulf's competitive job market.

Industry Relevance: Stay updated with the latest accounting standards and practices in the region.

Conclusion

A Diploma in Gulf VAT course is an invaluable investment for professionals seeking to excel in the Gulf region's accounting and finance sector. By understanding "Gulf VAT in Tally" and exploring additional "Gulf accounting courses," you can build a solid foundation in VAT compliance and accounting practices tailored to the region. Whether you are a seasoned accountant or a business owner, this diploma will help you navigate the complexities of VAT and stay ahead in your career.

[accountntx]

Extensive guide of Sage accounting software including VAT returns, Bookkeeping, Bank reconciliation, and much more

[dgaprofessional]

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[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Distorted.

Pairing: Yandere!Dottore x Reader (Genshin).

A Grab Bag Commission For A Very Lovely Anonymous Commissioner.

Summary: With the help of the Akasha system, Dottore strives to keep you happy and docile and, most importantly, unaware by his side.

Word Count: 1.0k.

TW: Unhealthy Relationships, Unreality, Slight Gore/Blood, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, and Obsessive Behavior.

“Do you think Ajax is free?”

Dottore hummed thoughtfully, pressing his scalpel downward and severing a measured length of small intestine from the greater mass. With time to spare and the patient he was extracting his materials from long-dead, he took a minute aside to note the patches of scar tissue lining their internal tissue on a blood-spotted journal, to test for unusual viscosity or durability that’d have to be accounted for in his research. It was a minor study, something that would’ve been handed off to a younger branch of himself not yet ready to play a hand in more dire schemes, but due to the intervention of a certain archon, he was forced to carry out more of his own grunt work than he had in decades. Not that he minded getting his hands dirty, of course.

Especially when the same archon’s nation had given him such a lovely lab assistant to keep him company while he worked.

“Planning to replace me, little mouse?”

“Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten. It’s your own dinner party, for the Tsaritsa’s sake.” He heard you sigh in mock exasperation, then again – your frustration more genuine. You were sitting at his desk, working away at whatever little task you’d assigned yourself, the ring of blue light encircling your head pulsing brightly. It was his own handiwork – a version of the Akasha system he’d been able to maintain even after returning to Snezhnaya. He had no idea where you thought you were, what you thought he was doing, what you saw through those clouded eyes, but he knew you couldn’t be here, in his dark, cluttered lab - couldn’t see your beloved husband, the man who you’d crossed half of Teyvat to stay with, elbow-deep in a vat of disembodied organs and viscera. That was what interested him most about your experiment, really. It was one thing to wonder how you’d react if you ever found out the man you loved had such grisly pastimes. It was another, to watch what lengths your mind would go to just to substitute your reality with a more palatable fantasy. When it suited him, he could play a more involved hand in your fabrication, make himself into a hero or a villain or something else altogether, but most days, he was content to let you create your own daydreams. You were the most obedient when you could make him into exactly what you needed, that day.

“To celebrate your return to Snezhnaya,” You went on, as he piled the segmented pieces of a malformed liver onto his scale. “Pierro says that you haven’t been holding up your social obligations. I know it’s not customary, but I thought it’d be nice to invite another Harbinger – so you don’t have to suffer a room full of noblemen and merchants alone.”

So you were aware of his status as a Harbinger, today. More often than not, you treated him like a neighborhood doctor, or a traveling scholar as far from home as you’d found yourself. Sometimes, he was a low-ranking diplomat, or a medic you could welcome home from the battlefield, but you rarely acknowledged him as something so dangerous, something so far above yourself. It must’ve been the occasion. It would’ve been hard to deny who he was when you were sending out the invitations to a Harbinger’s event.

On that note, he abandoned his work, positioning himself on the opposing side of your desk. He was already smiling – it was difficult not to, when you were in his position – but his grin broadened further as he looked over your half-finished guest list, your attempts at calligraphy scribbled across what little scrap paper you could find. “I believe Tartaglia was sent back to his post in Liyue last week.”

You pursed your lips. “Pantalone comes with good company.”

“And he charges market-price for every precious second of his time. You wouldn’t want to bleed me dry, now, would you?” You tilted your head to the side, pretending to consider it, and he let out a breathy laugh, rounding the table and settling behind you, his hands coming to rest on your shoulders. “There must be an alternative.”

“Well,” You tilted your head back, your smile now matching his own. “It has been a while since I’ve heard Columbina sing–”

“Anyone but Columbina.”

“I write Pantalone a letter tonight, then.” You allowed yourself a moment to bask in your own self-satisfaction, leaning back in your seat and allowing your gaze to drift – first to your lap, then to your shoulders, where the blood and viscera coating your hands was beginning to soak into the fine ivory silk of your sleeves. There was a flash of repulsion, a sound not unlike a half-choked scream, and then you were shoving him away, your expression only growing more pained when he refused to move. He felt something tighten in his chest – not quite fear, but pure, zealous excitement. Had you, somehow, managed to break yourself out of your trance? Was there a flaw in the Akasha system he hadn’t accounted for? How much would you force yourself to forget, overwrite, warp and distort into something loving in the coming hours if you saw him for what he was, now?

“Zandik.” The sound of his name on your lips was to die for. He leaned down, pressing nipping at the corner of your jaw, and you groaned, brushing him away. “I’ve told you not to touch me while you’re painting. Look at me – it’s going to take ages to get this out of my clothes.”

Oh. Painting. How adorably quaint.

How adorably wrong.

With a sigh, he leaned down, pressing a fleeting kiss into the corner of your neck. You crossed your arms, sulking, but allowed him to. It wasn’t as if you’d be able to refuse. “Forgive me, darling.”

He straightened his back, watching red seep into white and begin to stain.

“I’m sure you’ll forget all about this in no time at all.”

[butch-paladin]

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[normal-internet-user]

Hi! First of all, I wanted to say that I love your blog 💕 reading your posts always cheer me up :D

So, I had an angsty thought about the big sis!reader ask, remember that part where shredder uses karai as hostage and accidentaly mutates her? How do you think things would go if reader was the one who got mutaded instead? It could be a snake or something else if you wish!

English is not my first language, but I think I made this understandable enough kdksjdk

Anyway, Have a lovely day/night 💕💕

I've actually had a few ideas about this before, just a little context, Reader is mutated into a humanoid spider.

2012 BOYS WHEN THEIR BIG SISTER GETS MUTATED

A recon mission gone wrong.

That's how you ended up dangled over a giant vat of mutagen.

The rope was tight, and you heart was pumping.

One wrong move, and your whole life would be changed.

Hell, who knew what would happen if you came in contact with that much mutagen.

You just hoped the boys would get here in time,

And then you could all go home and laugh about this over some pizza gyoza.

When your brothers ran in, you let out a silent cheer, then you started trying to gain momentum to swing yourself to one of the catwalks.

To bad you were unaware of Shredders eyes on you.

The rope was cut before you knew what was happening, and then the fear set in.

You cried out as you came in contact with the slime like substance, and one thing you never expected was the pain.

You struggled for a moment, then pulled yourself out of the vat, a searing pain coursing through your entire body while you groaned.

"(NAME)!" The collective shout of your siblings barely reached your ears as the pain flared, you felt your body reshaping itself, and it hurt.

It hurt so much.

You collapsed to the ground, screaming in pain as your skin changed to a light shade of purple,

As your jaw reshaped itself along with your teeth,

As brain rewired itself to account for the new spider like appendages sprouted from your back.

It felt like your veins were made of fire, and you didn't seem to notice when your vision changed.

You didn't feel it when one of your brothers picked you off the ground.

You continued to stew in your own agony as your entire being shifted.

You didn't feel the softness of your own bed, or the gentle hand of your father resting on your forehead.

Then as soon as it started, the pain stopped.

Your body was sore, and even attempting to open your eyes hurt.

The low, painful whines went unnoticed by you, but not your father,

"Rest, my daughter. You need rest." He whispered, stroking your hair.

Rest...

That sounded nice.

Rest...

You drifted off, unaware of the turmoil amongst your family...

Donnie sighed as he examined your new appendages, you had grown something akin to spider legs along your back, and you were now sporting two new arms along your torso.

"She'll be fine..." he said, turning to his family, "It may take a while for her to get used to this though, she had a completely new set of eyes and arms to learn how to use. Hopefully I can finish that retromutagen soon.."

You woke around 2 hours later, you blinked open your eyes, and panicked.

What happened?

Everything looked so red.

Red.

Redredred.

You tried to stand, but you felt off balance, and you fell catching yourself before you hit the ground.

The sight of two extra hands greeted you.

Your heart began to pump louder,

So loud you could hear it beating.

Ba-dump, Ba-dump, Ba-dump-

"GUYS! KYOUDAI? OTOU-SAMA? DOKO NI IRU NO?"

You heard six pairs of feet rush to your side, but you struggled to see.

Everything was blurry and red.

"I can't see. I can't see. Otou-sama, Dōshite mienai no? D-dōshite mienai no?" your voice cracked, and Splinter pulled you into a hug.

The soft voice of April sounded through your own heavy breathing, but you didn't register, "What does that mean?"

Leo replied in a shaky tone, "She's asking why she can't see..."

"It's so loud." you whispered, "It's all so loud."

Splinter held you close, replying softly, "Hush, my dear. koko desu."

"Where are the boys?" you asked, quietly, "Are they ok? Please tell me they're ok."

Mikey whispered softly, "We're ok, Ane-chan. We're ok, I promise."

You pulled away from Splinter and shakily pulled them into your arms, and you felt tears fall onto your skin, "Naka naide kudasai. Please don't cry, kyoudai. Please..."

It took you accouple days to get used to your new body.

Your vision was your biggest problem.

You found yourself bumping and stubbling into things, and you took to just moving around as little as possible.

You cut your lip on your own teeth more than you should have, and couldn't wear any of your old clothes due to your new appendages.

April bought you some new ones with holes cut into them.

You were terrified to hug your family.

The last time you did was when you woke up, and one of your new spider arms cut Mikey's cheek,

After that, you stopped trusting yourself to touch them.

Donnie was working overtime on developing retro-mutagen, he hated seeing you so scared and lost.

All of them did.

You always knew what to do,

But not this time.

Splinter knew what you were going through,

The exact same thing happened to him,

He did his best, but you were so scared of yourself, he didn't know how to comfort you.

Mikey was the most noticably affected.

He tried so hard to help you get out of your horrible state of mind,

But you always pushed him away, scared you might accidentaly hurt him again.

Life was different,

Life was stressful, and the tone of the Lair was definitly alot less cheery.

Everyone was worried about you.

And you were so, so scared.

....................................

I know I said I was taking a break, but I swear I'm just finishing some drafts-

translations:

Kyoudai: Little brothers

Otou-sama: Father

Ane-chan: Big sister

Doko ni iru no: Where are you?

Koko desu: I'm here

Dōshite mienai no: Why can't I see?

Naka naide kudasai: Please don't cry

[commissions4aid-international]

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Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Donate even if it is 10 euros or 15 euros، The smallest donation makes a difference in my family's life!!🙏🙏

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[Verified by nabulsi and el-shab-hussein (line 172) €9,692 raised of €20,000 goal]

Of course, we just reblogged your post!

While we're here, we'd like to tell everyone who sees this to please share and donate to Karam's fundraiser! He and his family are almost halfway to their goal - let's get them all the way there!

[wiidvw]

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏🙏

Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip helping me and my sick mother to rebuild our lives. Any donation, even a small one, will make a difference 🙏🙏

Donate even if it is 10 euros or 15 euros or more، The smallest donation makes a difference in my life

is currently at 11000€/20000€

I sincerely appreciate your help and look forward to your continued support🥺❤️

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of course! i hope you reach your goal soon! please donate and help Karam and his mother!!

[bowlingpinlane]

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏🙏

Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip helping me and my sick mother to rebuild our lives. Any donation, even a small one, will make a difference 🙏🙏

Donate even if it is 10 euros or 15 euros or more، The smallest donation makes a difference in my life

I sincerely appreciate your help and look forward to your continued support🥺❤️

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Of course!! Everybody, please if you can donate to Karam. Even a small amount like $1 and $5 can make all the difference once added together with other small donations. If you can’t donate, then like, reblog and share this post and/or gofundme so people who can have a chance to see this.

[apotheoseity]

OC LORE DUMP: POLLY SUMMERSET

(image credit: @fawfulydoo )

Polly Summerset is a character in my + my friends' shared setting Superverse! She was born on June 20th, 2003 as a human being, without any actual powers (somewhat uncommon, in the setting). She was a fairly normal kid, shy (and autistic), and given access to unrestricted internet access from a young age.

She stopped being a normal kid just after her 13th birthday, when she was on a tour of the FlavorCrest® Drink Factory with her parents. FlavorCrest® is a semi-popular drink brand within Superverse, most well known for their fruit-flavored sodas, though they also make energy drinks and iced teas. During the tour, Polly fell into an open vat of FlavorCrest®'s Peach Tranquility flavored soda. This, paired with her lack of any powers herself, radically changed her on a molecular level.

Now made entirely of the drink, she was widely believed to be dead. She wasn't, though, and the company thought that she could be useful to them. When her parents were alerted, they almost sued, but when they were told that "she" (read: her parents) would be paid to work as FlavorCrest®'s mascot, they decided that that would be the better course of action.

A year later, the controversy around the factory accident was all but forgotten with the launch of FlavorCrest®'s new mascot, Polly Peaches.

Behind the scenes, though, Polly was deeply unhappy with the situation. She never enjoyed being on camera, but was (and is, for the foreseeable future) contractually obligated to be featured in photo shoots and commercials as the company saw fit. Unfortunately, though, the broader public isn't aware that she's an actual person, and not simply a fictional character akin to other popular brand mascots. Years into the gig, she's eventually gotten used to both being on camera, and the unwanted online attention as she is obligated to run branded social media accounts as well.

Eventually, though, her very private room is broken into by @pbjpuppy's character Andi Galexi, a malfunctioning android made by a tech company as a prototype for a mass produced companion product. Andi, however, is violent, lustful, and doesn't listen to anyone but herself. In essence, everything that Polly wishes she had the opportunity to be, foils. Andi allows Polly an escape from the stagnant, crushing loneliness of her fame, and Polly allows Andi a space to allow people in without the threat of a loss of control. Though neither are fully out of the grasp of their parent companies yet, and though it can only exist in secrecy for Polly, they have each other.

[sun-death]

Primitivists are prone to trotting a litany of claims about the lives of hunter gatherers. They were happier. They were super healthy Adonises. They had sex all the time. They even saw the moons of Saturn with their bare eyes. It’s like a commercial for a new toothpaste. If they could find a way to claim primitivism will make people’s penises bigger I’m sure they’d try. These claims can of course be disputed — in terms of how cherry-picked their examples are, how inherently specious anthropological accounts of ‘happiness’ are, how they cavalierly dismiss horrors like hunger, and to what degree primitive life’s success along these metrics can be superseded through other means — but I think this is the wrong approach. I don’t really care whether living as a primitive will give me a bigger cock. Why should we care about these superficialities? If mere happiness was the totality of our aspirations we could simply hook ourselves up in vats of heroin.

William Gillis, "A Quick and Dirty Critique of Primitivist and Anti-Civ Thought"

[tamaruaart]

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Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip helping me and my sick mother to rebuild our lives. Any donation, even a small one, will make a difference 🙏🙏

Donate even if it is 10 euros or 15 euros or more، The smallest donation makes a difference in my life

I sincerely appreciate your help and look forward to your continued support🥺❤️

https://gofund.me/7c433301

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Please donate or share help me reach my goal

Of course!! Unfortunately I can't donate but I'll do my best to share!

EVERYONE SEEING THIS, PLEASE REBLOG! EVEN IS YOU CAN'T DONATE

I'm wishing the best for you and your family, Karam! ❤️

[narratingvoice]

soup,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

.....soup??? What about soup? Do you want me to talk about my favourite kinds of soup? Because I actually don't eat food so I have to disappoint you there. Although French onion has always looked very interesting to me, with the big crouton and all. Do you... want soup? This is a weblog, and the Parable is a video game, neither of which are ideal methods of delivering soup to you.

Wait, maybe that's it. Maybe I can figure out some way to add soup to the Stanley Parable, and that will drive up engagement numbers. Hmm... perhaps a chute somewhere that connects to various vats of soup, and you can put the bucket under there and press a button and then the soup of your choice will pour into the bucket. Would finally put that blasted thing to some good use. No, wait, no no no, as soon as I said I realized Stanley would just press the button without the bucket there, spraying soup all over my beautiful office. Okay, back to the drawing board.

Oh, this is genius - what if the button delivered soup not to Stanley in the game, but to the player in real life? You'd enter your credit card details and link your Amazon account when you load up the game, and then when you select a delicious brothy concoction, the game will automatically order it for you! We should get a brand deal with Campbell's where their soup varieties are the ones we sell, and we incorporate organic product placement, tastefully subtle of course, so as not to ruin the integrity of the story.

Yes, this is a tremendous opportunity for me! I'll be rolling in soup money! Now you can enjoy the Stanley Parable with all five senses! This will surely revolutionize the indie game space.

[lenfigureoftheday]

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All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Donate even if it is 10 euros or 15 euros or more، The smallest donation makes a difference in my family's life!!🙏🙏

https://gofund.me/7c433301

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Of course! Please donate if you can and or reblog this post or the post in their pinned! They’re at €10,606 right now and their goal is €20,000!

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏🙏

Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip helping me and my sick mother to rebuild our lives. Any donation, even a small one, will make a difference 🙏🙏

Donate even if it is 10 euros or 15 euros or more، The smallest donation makes a difference in my life

is currently at 11313€/20000€

I sincerely appreciate your help and look forward to your continued support🥺❤️

https://gofund.me/7c433301

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Of course. Here is the post with the fundraiser and there’s a whole list of people who vetted it, so please share their original post with the fundraiser and possibly donate!

Don’t stop talking about Palestine! 🇵🇸🇵🇸🇵🇸🍉🍉🍉🍉

[selyular]

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Hello, I hope you and your family are well. Can you please help me recycle the post on my account? 🌺 And help rescue my family from the war in Gaza? 🙏🙏

Hello everyone, I am Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. All my dreams have been shattered now in Gaza. I am a software engineer in my last semester, but now my home, my dreams, and my university have been destroyed.

All my dreams have been destroyed 😞 I hope you share , support and donate

Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉

Please don't skip helping me and my sick mother to rebuild our lives. Any donation, even a small one, will make a difference 🙏🙏

is currently at 11000€/20000€

https://gofund.me/7c433301

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Of course!! Thank you for sharing, Karam, thoughts and prayers to you and your family.

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