Only Our Problem
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Last published Fri, Sep 14, 2018
Hallo.
Mein Name ist Akira Kim
ich bin heute 64 jahre alt geworden, ich bin somit ab heute offiziel pensioniert.
Ihr fragt euch vielleicht um was sich diese Geschichte oder sonst was handelt..
Es handelt sich um mein leben als Teenager , halb erwachsene.
ich hoffe ihr habt viel spass beim lesen.
Ihr werdet auch noch viele andere Personen in diesem Buch finden wie zum Beispiel mein bruder Haruka kim. Von ihm werdet ihr aber mehr in den demnächst zukommenden Kapiteln erfahren und vorgestellt bekommen.
wer weiss, vielleicht mögt ihr ja die ein oder andere Person?
Naja somit verabschiede ich mich von hier , sowie auch die Autorin, oder Autorinnen ;)
- Rabia, Nath-
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