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"419" Scam – Advance Fee / Fake Lottery Scam

The so-called "419" scam is a type of fraud dominated by criminals from Nigeria and other countries in Africa. Victims of the scam are promised a large amount of money, such as a lottery prize, inheritance, money sitting in some bank account, etc.

Victims never receive this non-existent fortune but are tricked into sending their money to the criminals, who remain anonymous. They hide their real identity and location by using fake names and fake postal addresses as well as communicating via anonymous free email accounts and mobile phones.

Keep in mind that scammers DO NOT use their real names when defrauding people.
The criminals either abuse names of real people or companies or invent names or addresses.
Any real people or companies mentioned below have NO CONNECTION to the scammers!

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From: "sirhansaananie@terra.es" <sirhansaananie@terra.es>
Date: Thu, 3 Aug 2006 13:15:59 +0200 (MEST)
Subject: I NEED YOUR URGENT ASSISTANCE.






Dear Friend,

I am Mr HANSAAN ANIE based in Lebanon ,i got

your contact through a business directory in Lebanon

Chamber of Commerce and Industry ,it is with that

i wish to contact you for a little assistance you can

render to me. Due to the situation here in in

Lebanese.

The bombing has truly started. The first two nights

were terrible, but last night was beyond awful. I

don't know if I can find the words to describe what

was happening. The air-raid began at around 8:15 pm.

The bombing wasn't particularly heavy until around

9:00. Suddenly, the night sky was lit with white and

red -- a combination of Israeli missiles and Lebanon

anti-aircraft. The first explosion I heard was huge

and it felt like it had fallen particularly close. We

were more or less prepared, but found ourselves

rushing to the make-shift `shelter' we had arranged

inside a closet on the first floor.

The children were herded inside and pillows and

blankets arranged to provide maximum protection and we

followed after. Everyone was silent, except for

murmured prayers and stifled tears. The children were

told to cover their ears and keep their mouths open --

in case a missile explode close by so that the

pressure wouldn't damage their hearing.

It felt like the explosions were coming from

everywhere at once. There were one or two that were so

powerful that two of the windows on the second floor

cracked. Luckily, no one was hurt. People in other

places weren't so fortunate.

I stayed up all night My Friend, because I refuse to

fall asleep and wake up to the sound of explosions.

I'd rather be awake and aware -- the shock is less. I

spent the night staring up at the sky and trying to

determine what was being damaged. It seems all of

Lebanon was being bombed simultaneously.

When people ask me what being bombed is like, I always

compare it to thunder . . . I realized yesterday that

it's not comparable to anything. The walls shudder,

the windows rattle, and lights flicker . . . and

through it all you see the faces of the people you

love apprehensive, frightened, angry . . .

The faces of the children are the most difficult to

see. We're staying with my aunt and she has children

of her own. They are silent throughout, stoic in a

heart-breaking way. We all find our strength in the

belief that everything is written -- we will face

whatever we have to face.

I held my youngest brother throughout the bombing. We

were each saying our own prayers. I was praying that

we would come out of this alive, safe, and unhurt and

he was praying that, should we die, we'd all end up in

heaven together. It wrenched my heart to hear him, but

the thought was giving him comfort.

He's 12, the same age I was in 1991 -- but there are

so many differences in our outlook.I was shocked by

the war, shocked that Israeli could do what it was

doing. He has been expecting it, in his mind Israeli

is associated with livid skies, angry explosions and

violence. For him, the bombing has become an expected

way of life. To him, the sound of an airplane overhead

can only mean death somewhere else.

My Friend, it's unfair. It's unjust -- children

shouldn't have to pray for their lives, they shouldn't

have to pray for a peaceful, painless death. I've been

dreading this war not because of the way it will

affect me personally, but because of the fact that it

will imprint itself in the minds of millions of

children all over Lebanon, the same way it imprinted

itself in mine in 1991.

We heard about the locations that were demolished only

this morning. It is amazing, compared to the news on

the internet. CNN and the rest make it sound so neat

and precise -- they don't mention the fact that one of

the palaces that was bombed contained the royal

family's museum or that 19 missiles fell on a

residential area killing dozens and wounding others.

No one talks about the hundreds wounded by shrapnel

from missiles or the resulting fires. No one talks

about the moments of awesome fear while wondering if

your friends and family all over Lebanon, all over

Lebanon in fact, are still alive.

My heart feels like it's breaking . . . When I think

about all the damage being done by each one of those

missiles, it tears me apart. To think of Lebanon being

demolished, of so many people dying and hurt; it is

beyond my comprehension. I don't think I'll ever be

able to understand it.

Now you look out at Lebanon and the streets are almost

empty, the sky, which is normally blue this time of

year, is a dull gray -- it's the color of smoke from

the several fires lighting up different parts of the

city.

With all the sadness and anxiety there's anger. It's

the only thing that keeps me sane -- that keeps us all

sane. This war will never be justified and there are

going to be so many lives lost on both sides. It's

frightening that the world is allowing this to happen

-- what has the world come to? What's going to happen

next?

I still have nightmares. I wake up in the middle of

the night to the sound of sirens in my head, images of

people buried under debris, burned beyond recognition.

Over the years I wondered when I would ever stop

seeing those images, now it feels like they're going

to remain with me forever. My youngest brother will

also carry them with him from now on. Will we ever be

allowed to forget?

Even as I write this, I can hear the sound of the

explosions -- not too distant and I'm wondering who

it's going to fall on next.

Please,why we need your assistance is that we have

about(us$ 40.000.000)fourty million united states

Dollars in our custody.we inherited the money from

our late father who was a major general in Lebanon

army in charge of purchase and maintainance in the

immediate past regime.

Our intention is to move the money out of Lebanon and

invest the money in stock market or real estate in

your country with the help of an honest person who

will work with us as our foreign associate, we want to

invest most of the money abroad to avoid lossing the

money, because it is not wise doing business in the

atmosphere of fear here in Lebanon,that's why i am

calling on you.

If you can honestly collaborate with us ,i am ready to

pay you up to 40% of the total amount if you can

sincerely assist us to actualise this project

soon,because the situation here in Lebanon is very

critical,the everyday bomb explotion seems to have no

end.

I wait patiently for your urgent response to my

personal email

(mrhansaananie@yahoo.de).

Best regards.

Hansaan Anie





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