I misteri di Shelling
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Last published Tue, Jul 25, 2017
Ci troviamo in un paese confinante con la scozia, sconosciuto a tutti e non presente sulla mappa e in nessuna cartina geografica, ogni anno ci sono omicidi su omicidi e nessuno si preoccupa di risolverli, finchè un giovane ragazzo al comando di polizia, seduto su una scrivania e con una vita molto monotona risponde al telefono... e la vita di quella città cambia, insieme alla vita del ragazzo.
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