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Haití: El reclutamiento de niños por grupos armados aumenta un 70 por ciento

Según las últimas estimaciones, los niños representan ahora hasta la mitad de todos los miembros de los grupos armados, y el reclutamiento se debe a la pobreza generalizada, la falta de educación y el colapso de los servicios esenciales. “Los niños en Haití están atrapados en un círculo vicioso: son reclutados por los mismos grupos armados que alimentan su desesperación, y las cifras van en…

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Detienen en Zacatepec una camioneta con personas armadas allegadas a un candidato

🖊#Elecciones2024 | Detienen en Zacatepec una camioneta con personas armadas allegadas a un candidato +INFO:

Luego de diversos reportes sobre la presencia de personas armadas a bordo de vehículos particulares, elementos de la Guardia Nacional retuvieron por unos momentos a supuestos familiares y trabajadores cercanos del candidato de Movimiento Alternativa Social (MAS) en Zacatepec. De manera anónima se alertó a las autoridades sobre la presencia de vehículos, cuyos ocupantes portaban armas de fuego,…

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THE WHITE HOUSE SERA VITIMA DE SUSTOS E FOGOS DE MISSIL E MEDOS, O LOCAL FOI CONSIDERADO INVADIDO POR POLICIAIS CLANDESTINOS DE CIDADOES AMADORES SEM NENHUM TIPO DE REGRAS, GUERRAS DE CIDADOES DOIDOS, ELES ENGOLIRAM CREME DENTAL E FIZERAM SEXO COLETIVOS. TODOS VIRARAM TERRORISTAS. O PERIGOSOS SER UMA PANDEMIA VIOLENTA MATAR MUITOS CIDADOES.

THE WHITE HOUSE ESTARIAM PENSANDO EM USO DE ENFERMEIROS COM SORO INJETAVEIS, E FAZER PESSOAS CURATIVOS BONS MODO BRASILEIRO. E MISSIL ANTI AEREOS DE IMBEL FORCAS ARMADAS ANTI AEREOS LEGALIZADOS COM REGRAS. GENERAL WELBER UFO 8890 LEIS MILITARES SEGURANCAS MUNDIAIS.

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Reunião de integração dos Comandadntes de Exército da América do Sul

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La sabiduría de la tradición faraónica en unos papeles.

Roll with us. Prainfernalia ft. Gizeh

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No, no te puedo olvidar no no te puedo borrar

a/n: I just can't leave him alone can I? damn. Might have to go re watch the movies to see his funny ass again. always, y'all probably know the drill. tis' a one parter until it ain't (up to you). Armando didn't kill the chief, is working on time served by working with Miami PD, is working on his relationship with his father. lets goooo.

Armando aretas x fem!reader

This whole mission, if he could even call it that, was just pure torture. Not only did he have to sit through a boring four hour mission lecture, and have to wear these horrible clothes, but he had to see you.

He lived a life before he knew Mike. A life than even his mother didn't know anything about. A life that involved you.

He had enough money back then. He threw it away on things that didn't matter. Things that wouldn't satisfy him, or make him happy. He'd buy a car. Then he's fuck it up. He'd buy a case of liquor and then he'd empty it.

There always seemed to be something missing. The cars, the girls, the clubs, the guns, the money, the drugs and the power. All of theses things weren't enough. They weren't satiable.

When he walked into Las Estrellas, he found what he was looking for. Not what. Who.

You.

You had just started out dancing. You danced like you were professionally trained but still a little shy. Not used to the ogling customers and the raining of bills. But you put on a show nonetheless.

A show that Armando quite enjoyed. He visited one or twice a week. Always in the back, so as not to draw attention to himself. And he left without a word.

This went on for about a year. He's sit in the back of the club, watch you dance, then leave. Sober. He payed attention to the little details. The different outfits you'd wear, the music choices, the way you smiled as the dance closed out.

He can feel the anticipation in his chest.

Mike had told him to switch with Dorn inside of the club. Dorn stood out like a school boy in a strip club. Which, wasn't what he was per say. He'd talk to him a handful of times and knows some deep shit about him. That man can lay someone out in less than seven seconds.

And while that look was good for certain missions, this one needed to be more covert. Undercover. Whatever the hell that meant.

Well, he knows what it means now. He's sitting in the back of the club and the announcer has just said your stage name. It's like he's taken back to those years ago.

He watches as the lights dim. The spotlight follows you onto the stage.

You look more confident. The sway of your hips. The smile plastered on your face. Not shy anymore, he thinks to himself. He settles into his seat. The mission could wait five to six minutes, right?

The music starts slow as you make your way to the pole. You spin around a couple of times. A couple of patrons throw their cash at you. You smile and wink, wave at them too. That's new.

As the music builds you start climbing up. The beat drops and you start spinning down in an intricate pose. Armando almost lets his jaw drop to the damn floor. You weren't doing this a couple of years ago. You got good.

The bills starts to fly more heavily. Armando watches as you concentrate on the dance. You don't even seem out of breath, you seem in your element.

The music comes to an end and you strike a pose. Armando is at his wit's end. You're on your back with your legs in the air. He doesn't know why he gets up out of his seat at that. But he is. He is standing and he is looking right at you.

You get up with a laugh and start to thank the patrons. You collect a few bills from the stage, the other bills being collected by the clubs employees. When you gather a plentiful stack in your hand you look up for a moment.

Armando looks eyes with you.

You blink once. The twice. He doesn't know why all the air feels like it's being sucked out of his lungs. He's in the back like he used to be. He always made sure to be tucked far away.

But it is possible.

If he could see you, you could see him.

There's this feeling he gets. Like static in his veins. He'd been watching you for almost a year. And maybe you had been watching him. No, that's crazy, right?

You look away and walk off stage. Armando sits back down. He adjust the tech in his ear. If anyone had been talking to him this whole time he didn't catch a word of it.

He looks around the club. At the bar is Mike. he's standing there with his mouth open. Armando shakes his head, silently telling him to let it go. Mike raises his drink to him, a smirk on his face.

Just as Armando is about to take another look at the stage, a body blocks his view. A bare stomach with the remnants of body shimmer on it. His eye trail up, up, up, up and then his eye find yours.

You smile at him. And he thinks he might have just died right then and there. You hold out your hand.

"Haven't seen you in a while." you say.

Armando smiles at that. Yes he watched you. And now he knows you watched him.

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Mario Leon Armado

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canciones mexicanas; playlist.

natanael cano, peso pluma, eslabón armado, fuerza regia, grupo frontera, alfredo olivas +++

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Sudán del Sur, con San Egidio Gobierno y grupos armados vuelven a la mesa de diálogo

Comunicado de http://www.vaticannews.va — En los últimos días se ha celebrado en Roma una reunión entre el ejecutivo sursudanés y los líderes de los grupos opositores. Amedeo Lomonaco – Ciudad del Vaticano Un paso más hacia la paz en Sudán del Sur. Esta es la dirección que ha tomado el primer encuentro, celebrado en meses, entre el gobierno sursudanés y una delegación de la Alianza de…

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Last Century - Acqua Marine Digital Art

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Abertura dos XV Jogos da Amizade do Sistema Colégio Militar do Brasil