Tenemos serias dudas sobre la autenticidad de la supuesta cuenta privada de Danna Paola debido a que ha subido fotos falsas, esta por ejemplo ya la había posteado Vadhir Derbez en su cuenta.

La cantante Danna Paola presumió en su cuenta privada una foto donde se puede ver a Vadhir Derbez hijo del comediante Eugenio Derbez.

En la foto se le puede ver con el torso descubierto acostado en una cama.

El texto que acompaña la foto es “Alguien no quiere dormir !!”

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La modelo Kelly Brook fue captada en bikini mientras disfrutaba del mar con su musculoso amigo.
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La modelo Emily Ratajkowski aparecerá en la edición de trajes de baño de Sports Illustrated

Esta es una foto de su sesión de fotos:

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La actriz española Blanca Suárez posó en lencería, es conocida por sus papeles de Julia en la serie “El internado” o Ainhoa en la serie “El barco” de Antena 3.
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A continuación la carta que escribió Dylan Farrow hija del director Woody Allen sobre el abuso sexual del que fue victima.

Durante la ceremonia de los Golden Globes cuando recibió un premio por su trayectoria, via twitter su hijo Ronan le recordo a la industria de Hollywood lo que su padre había hecho.

(Las negritas fueron puestas por mi)

What’s your favorite Woody Allen movie? Before you answer, you should know: when I was seven years old, Woody Allen took me by the hand and led me into a dim, closet-like attic on the second floor of our house. He told me to lay on my stomach and play with my brother’s electric train set. Then he sexually assaulted me. He talked to me while he did it, whispering that I was a good girl, that this was our secret, promising that we’d go to Paris and I’d be a star in his movies. I remember staring at that toy train, focusing on it as it traveled in its circle around the attic. To this day, I find it difficult to look at toy trains.

For as long as I could remember, my father had been doing things to me that I didn’t like. I didn’t like how often he would take me away from my mom, siblings and friends to be alone with him. I didn’t like it when he would stick his thumb in my mouth. I didn’t like it when I had to get in bed with him under the sheets when he was in his underwear. I didn’t like it when he would place his head in my naked lap and breathe in and breathe out. I would hide under beds or lock myself in the bathroom to avoid these encounters, but he always found me. These things happened so often, so routinely, so skillfully hidden from a mother that would have protected me had she known, that I thought it was normal. I thought this was how fathers doted on their daughters. But what he did to me in the attic felt different. I couldn’t keep the secret anymore.

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