Le journal d'une poupée
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Dernière publication mer., janv. 17, 2018
Nous suivons le journal d'une poupée égaré par sa propriétaire , dans des terres vide... la jeune poupée ignore pourquoi sa propriétaire l'a abandonnée mais décide malgré elle de partir a sa recherche. sur sa route , elle rencontrera des jouets comme elle égaré par leurs propriétaires... la poupée retrouvera t-elle sa propriétaire ? vous le serez en lisant son journal.
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