Plus qu'une passion : une vie
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Huling na-publish Thu, Jun 15, 2017
"Nous allons nous envoler ma grande.Prouve à tout le monde qu'on est les meilleures !"
Camille,heureuse propriétaire d'une jument de concours se voit médailler d'Or à la coupe du monde.
Son groom,Julien,l'a toujours aidé dans ses projets,au point de ne plus monter à cheval.
La jeune cavalière se voit découvrir un effroyable souvenir de son groom alors qu'elle voulait lui faire un simple cadeau...
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