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Remember
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Ongoing, First published Sep 06, 2018
Ayer,  13 de octubre, 2 jóvenes sufrieron un fuerte accidente automovilístico. El siniestro ocurrió casi a la 1 de la mañana, cuando ambos volvían de una fiesta de negocios. 2 coches a más de 120 km/h, que participaban en una carrera aprovechando que esas calles estaban vacías, impactaron contra el vehículo al saltarse un semáforo en rojo. Ambos conductores casi no sufrieron daño y actualmente se encuentran en comisaría, sin embargo los otros dos chicos fueron ingresados con fuertes quemaduras, heridas graves y contusiones. Uno de ellos ha entrado en un coma del que no se sabe cuando podrá salir. Seguiremos informando.
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