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Otro testigo depone caso sobornos

Otro testigo depone caso sobornos

Con la presentación de una nueva testigo a cargos por parte del Ministerio Público, el Primer Tribunal Colegiado del Distrito Nacional prosiguió este martes con el conocimiento del juicio de fondo a los imputados de recibir sobornos de Odebrecht. El Ministerio Público presentó a la testigo Marielys Abad Díaz, con la cual pretende introducir al tribunal medios de pruebas que demuestren, en…

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London bass fanatic Depone released his "Made From Stars" EP yesterday. Check out "104 Bounce," a totally satisfying glitch hop tune full of convulsive bass, hip hop snare rolls, and a presumably ironic 808 cowbell.

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"do you swear to tell the truth and nothing but the truth?" "yes" liar One lie to ruin a life. Not a white one. More like the darkest abyss of the ocean, laced with the scarlet blood of innocents. She was raped. Beaten to an inch of her life, but God didn't have the mercy to let her die. No. She lives on, afraid, screaming with terror in the darkness of the night. The bruises will fade, the bleeding will stop, her body will heal, her mind won't. Every brush of skin causes a flinch. Paranoia isn't the word for the fear she feels, walking down the street, sitting in the cafeteria, riding the bus home. Safety is a dream, a forgotten memory when monsters were still make believe. You're the monster. Standing tall, proud, a gentile smile on your face hides sharpened teeth. Some would say your eyes were the colour of the sky, they're not. They are the colour of ice shards, the blue lips of an asphyxiated corpse, they are hollow. A designer suit sits on your frame like a second skin, your armour and they fall for it. She didn't have a chance. Skinny girl, shivering in the witness box, tears slipping down her pallid cheeks. They call her liar, attention seeker, whore, slut, it was her own fault. They say promiscuous, short skirts, low tops, make up, she was asking for it. She watches the faces of the jury as their eyes cool, their hearts harden, the not guilty falls like a ton of bricks from the woman's lips. She stands there, shaking, attacked by one rabid dog then torn apart by the wolves. She shuts down, numbness spreads across her skin and settles in her eyes. She knows what the future holds, she can see them smiling knowingly, can see the sly glances half accusing, half pitying and she gives up. One lie to ruin a life. One monster to steal her light. One injustice to label her forever. damaged goods