One Road, Six Ways
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Last published Sun, Mar 21, 2021
Six Filipinas not knowing they would became victims of human trafficking were glad that they went abroad as cultural dancers as what promised to them, little they knew the dangers that awaited for them in another countries, first in Cyprus, and later in Europe. Beautiful dreams for themselves, for their families but the dreams turned not what they expected. Abroad, little by little they're losing their innocents, their honor, not only of themselves but the honor of their families too, and the honor of the country were they came from, the Philippines.
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