Niezwykłe PSYpadki
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Last published Mon, Aug 6, 2018
''Hej! To ja: taki rudy chudzielec, odrzucony przez swoją watahę... Poprawka: wilk z nadętym ego, który samodzielnie zadecydował o odejściu ze stada*. I tak to zostawmy.
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