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Hey. We are a small group of nurses volunteering in Colorado called PNACO. Our group is non-for-profit for the state and United States. We have grouped all over the US and in the Philippines benefitting local communities. 

Our next fundraising is BINGO online via zoom best used with a computer. Join us! Let me know if you want to join under comments.

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