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"They came for her husband. The trucks arrived with a crash, the occupants came down screaming, their grandchildren played in the street, both ran scared. It was seven thirty in the afternoon. They were followed by at least six men. Others stayed outside, on duty. In the rustic interior courtyard, María Ordóñez could only hug the little ones. The only room with a door inside the house was the one ...
"They came for her husband. The trucks arrived with a crash, the occupants came down screaming, their grandchildren played in the street, both ran scared. It was seven thirty in the afternoon. They were followed by at least six men. Others stayed outside, on duty. In the rustic interior courtyard, María Ordóñez could only hug the little ones. The only room with a door inside the house was the one ...
