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Isis Actors Guild on Hold - News at 11

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Isis crisis actors form Union after watching American False Flag Award Show, hosted in Denver, Colorado this year.   The crisis actors who have signed up for various roles in propaganda films want to know why they don't have recurring roles.  This sparked a momentary shut down of filming in the heavily Isis occupied areas until the militia "fired" the actors for insubordination.

Isid crisis actors who have disbanded state that many promises are made when contracting the actors.  (See 21 virgin story published last year in our archives)

Many of the wives to the crisis actors have stated that the promised Toyota truck their husband was to receive for his participation never came and that they haven't seen their husbands since fearing they have run off with American women who freely infiltrate their territories and lure their m n away with opium and sex.

Men have reported that they believe some of the propaganda films are being made by the Americans in an effort to mislead its own population.  Azi (who we have fabricated a name for to protect his identity) said when he was out with his cousins he Americans lured the two other men by offering their military watches and orange jumpsuits which the men thought they could sell to provide for their families in the nearby pawnshop operated underground by a Group of Jewish rebels.   Azi said he was too shy to act and declined the offer.  He thinks his cousins have received a great fortune because they left their wives and nine children and never returned, this he says is every mans dream.
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