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Jeune fille de vingt-cinq ans partis habitée a New York laissant tout derrière elle. Cheveux très long presque noirs, yeux bruns clair au teint matte avec de jolies formes là où il le fallait, Joanna veut changer de vie. Entre amour, amitié et doute elle sera servie.
N.Y où la ville de rêve ? New York c'est entrer dans un monde très particulier totalement utopique pour moi. J'ai besoin de changement voir de nouvelles têtes, rencontrer de nouvelle personne. Ma vie totalement soporifique je ne veut plus en entendre parler, jamais !All Rights Reserved

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