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Un été couleur soleil

Un été couleur soleil

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación dom, ene 21, 2018
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J'ai réussi à embarquer ma meilleure amie dans un voyage en Espagne. Mais arrivées là-bas, les malheurs commencent : Lou s'éloigne de moi, un gars me fait tourner en bourrique... Heureusement, mes nouveaux amis, les cours d'espagnol et de tango et le surf sont là pour me remonter le moral ! Un été entre disputes, amour et soleil, un été inoubliable.
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