"Arrr! Over 80 souls meet Davy Jones 'neath Colombian skies, as the ruckus be hotter than a cannon's roar!"
2025-01-20
Arrr, thousands o' scallywags be skedaddlin' from the ruckus 'twixt armed brigands at the Venezuelan border, sendin' dreams o' peace in Colombia to Davy Jones' locker! Avast! Tis a right fine mess, matey!
Arrr, gather 'round me hearties, for I have a tale of woe from the fair land of Colombia, where the winds of war be blowin' fierce! Ye see, thousands of brave souls, like scallywags fleeing a kraken, have taken to the high seas—nay, the dusty trails—dashing from the clutches of feudin' armed groups just across the border with that neighboring Venezuela. Aye, it be a sight to make a pirate’s heart sink faster than a ship with a leak!