@andor.va: Három gyerek maradt árván, mindkét szülő meghalt, amikor letarolta a család kocsiját egy furgon Körmendnél - két gyerek is életveszélyesen megsérült! #tények #baleset #tragédia #vétlenautóshaltmeg

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Enci ✨ :

szegény gyermekek! őszinte részvétem a hozzátartozóknak! 🖤🕊️

2026-07-21 17:03:13

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bius bius :

szornyu szegeny kis gyerekek oszinte reszvetem

2026-07-21 14:56:50

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Hatházi Nándi :

Toyota!😱Ennyit a biztonságról!!

2026-07-21 14:24:24

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vZoltan :

az az út egy katasztrófa.az építés előtt,még 2x2 sávosra tervezték.lett belőle 2x1,szinte végig dupla záró vonal van,előzni alig lehet.a megengedett sebesség 110kmh..

2026-07-21 15:31:18

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Janek :

Tiltsuk be a rollereket!!!

2026-07-21 16:36:03

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Szabolcs Csizmadia László :

Sokat jártam arra éjel Az az út túl gyors és veszélyes

2026-07-21 17:13:24

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varga misi :

Plastic auto……..👍👍ennyit a híres ,,töréstesztekről,,,😳

2026-07-21 16:05:26

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cilazzr :

azt nem ertem, hogy szugyi van pakolva legzsakkal, minden biztonsagi felszerelessel egy uj rav4, ennyire szar mar egy uj auto?

2026-07-22 05:05:06

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Marcsi :

Tragédia! Szavak nincsenek rá!

2026-07-22 06:49:17

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vmoni81 :

Atya ég!!!Ez szörnyű!!!

2026-07-21 18:53:12

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Black Swan Cosplay ✨ :

Szörnyű tragédia 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

2026-07-21 17:49:56

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usereq3fgdihmf :

Jajj istenem🥺🥺

2026-07-21 16:05:43

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Marcsi Bárány :

Szörnyű....😭

2026-07-21 14:43:35

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Renáta Srágli :

😢😢😢Istenem ez nagyon szomorú,borzasztó😢😢😢

2026-07-21 18:24:23

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Maria Reiter :

Őszinte részvétem

2026-07-21 16:37:46

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mriabenedek :

Istenem ez szörnyű 😪😪😪😪

2026-07-21 15:19:50

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Robert P. :

Jézusom

2026-07-21 18:00:44

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MZS :

Őszinte részvétem!

2026-07-21 15:50:31

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Kovàcs Àkos :

szörnyü

2026-07-21 14:30:24

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Sarolta Fülöp :

nagyon, nagyon, nagyon NAGYON szörnyű 😪😭😪😪

2026-07-21 14:29:33

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Perjési Ildikó :

Nyugodjanak békében! 🕊 Gyermekeknek mielőbbi teljes felépülést! 🙏

2026-07-22 05:08:16

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Tímea Golácz :

Borzasztó!!!😭Nyugodjanak békében!🖤🤍🖤Szegény kis Árvák!Mi lesz velük?Istenem!

2026-07-22 13:36:13

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Gabi :

Istenem..😭

2026-07-22 19:16:57

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kriszti20121111 :

Ős🥺😢zinte részvétem az egész családnak. 😢🥺 Nyugodjanak békében. 😢🥺 Gyerekeknek mielőbbi teljes felépülést kívánok. 🥰🥺😢

2026-07-22 10:17:40

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Laca :

nagyon sajnálom a családot 😞😞🙏🙏🙏

2026-07-21 15:07:01

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