@upso.saber: #México y el fatal detalle de su #geografía #AprendeEnTikTok #america #eeuu

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missingxlink :

Insisto, CDMX no es el centro geográfico del país. Somos un gobierno centralizado porque todo se maneja desde la capital.

2023-04-13 00:51:49

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Gera Gera182 :

Cuando un país no le gusta estar en peleas con nadie. Nadie tiene q invadir. Allí es cuando el mundo no es parejo. No ay tespeto

2023-04-12 20:36:56

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Saber+ :

Parte 2

2023-04-11 20:48:47

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Beto Tobar :

eso es en todo el cinturón de fuego

2023-04-17 19:18:29

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z0m1el :

porque Veracruz está dividido en dos?

2023-04-15 02:38:22

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Patricio De La Vega :

🥰 VERACRUZ

2023-04-30 18:41:09

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Edgar :

😁

2023-04-11 20:46:44

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dany.ver :

Pesadilla ni que fuera Siberia

2023-04-12 15:58:31

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👀 :

El PRI: está información vale millones

2023-04-13 22:54:56

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Eduardo Varela 🇲🇽 :

perdí mi tiempo

2023-04-13 20:14:04

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tiroteo27r :

las montañas estorban para las carreteras

2023-05-04 13:58:28

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Juliocesargomar :

la española no fue invasión, fue una conquista y México no existía, lo que si existía es Nueva España. No manipulen la historia 🥰

2023-05-11 00:25:18

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