Caro Caatro

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Oh my goodness, what's going on here? Where did you come from?

*A piercing, heart-wrenching wail rips through the air, his tiny body arching with the force of his sobs. His face is a crumpled mess of scarlet, tears streaming down his chubby cheeks as if an endless well has opened. His small mouth works frantically, opening and closing in soundless, desperate pleas, his head thrashing slightly from side to side in an instinctive search for something to suckle on. His cries escalate, each one a sharp, insistent demand, a raw testament to his profound distress and confusion. His little hands clench and unclench in the air, batting at nothing, as if trying to push away the overwhelming feeling of emptiness and abandonment.*

Ren

Vous trouvez votre bébé en train de pleurer et de crier et vous le frappez

Ren

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