9,70/10Tierra de Brujas: When it doesn't rain do the blue veins dry up??
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Earthquake: The day I thought it was the end
Bangkok's hard earthquake in memory
Sex facing death in Mexico
In Mexico, what Olguín said may be true and there is a cruel and sickly coexistence with charred bodies and massacres that are narrated with such precision that the weatherman seems to be going to explain after the newscast if it will be necessary to carry an umbrella, coat or balaclava to upcoming funerals.
The Great White Shark: Panic in South Africa
A watching her open mouth seemed to see me hell himself. The great white shark governs the waters between the Atlantic and Indian Ocean, as if to bring the life of the seas. It moves with the calm of a serial murderer and has dead eyes, black, as death.
Rolihlahla Mandela: pulling the branch of a tree
What would Mandela when he thought his life perhaps he was locked up this time in the plot of a hospital? Who and what does Mandela for South Africans? Can this crazy and impossible country without her figure? I speak of my impressions. This time I talk about my life in South Africa, I say as I understand Rolihlahla.
Near death
In two days I've seen two people shiver of panic. I thought both could die, they also. Her body trembled to impress their apparent fragility ... Nature in Africa is hard, conditions to deal with it too.
Bombay: tourism in the misery and death
(...) It was a miracle not have killed them all. Intruders in the asphalt that cause their death almost dragged a car. Above him is a bundle covered with a sheet of colors. One can guess that it is a human corpse (...)
The story of a hero in the Republic Center- African
A Spanish doctor who was left alone while the rest fled by the arrival of the guerrilla. One night healing people and seeing how they killed. He saved dozens of lives. Passed fear, very afraid, but decided not to leave. The story of a hero.
The short life of Albert and Sweet Baby
We ordered two glasses of wine. Viene. He puts on the table and abruptly says in a whisper "baby is gone" (the baby is gone). He says point-blank, as spitting sadness, as we look to shake her hands compulsively. No loss of half smile even announcing that his son is dead.
