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In corso, pubblicata il dic 15, 2018
Ever heard of Valerie The Villainess? The mysterious twelve year old thief? No.

Ever heard of The Artful Dodger and Oliver Twist? Another cunning juvenile pick pocket and the classic orphan? I suppose it sounded known to your ears.

Crime, tears, broken hearts, and drama; a whole definition of Valerie's adventure with the gang throughout the dark mist of London City that they will engrave in their minds.

(Roman Polanski's Oliver Twist 2005 movie fan fiction)
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