Gone Baby Gone

Nestlé Corp. Milk Powder breaks the Code • Introduction Nestlé Corp. is a 143 years old company but has gone through almost 40 years of legal and ethical issues. The biggest one is the promotion and the lack of transparency regarding baby milk powder. Nestlé Corp. has privileged the power of money rather than the lives of millions of babies around the world. How can it still let go? • Nestlé in figures: ← Created in Switzerland, in 1866 by Henry Nestlé.

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SKY AND SHINING ABOVE YOU LET ME HEAR YOU SING ONCE MORE LIKE YOU DID BEFORE SING A NEW SONG, CHIQUITITA TRY ONCE MORE LIKE YOU DID BEFORE SING A NEW SONG, CHIQUITITA SO THE WALLS CAME TUMBLING DOWN AND YOUR LOVE'S A BLOWN OUT CANDLE ALL IS GONE AND IT SEEMS TOO HARD TO HANDLE CHIQUITITA, TELL ME THE TRUTH THERE IS NO WAY YOU CAN DENY IT I SEE THAT YOU'RE OH SO SAD, SO QUIET CHIQUITITA, YOU AND I KNOW HOW THE HEARTACHES COME AND THEY GO AND THE SCARS THEY'RE LEAVING YOU'LL BE DANCING

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in front of him. It was a dead end. Matthew had always put himself in similar situations but had never got injured. The shooter came closer. The boy’s hand was bleeding; blood was dripping on the pavement, drop after drop. Luckily, the bullet had gone through his hand, so it wasn’t that critical. As the shooter came nearer, Matthew could distinguish his figure. It was a big man with a long black coat. His name was Marco. He had worked for the Corleone all his life. He was an assassin. ‘The money’