Big Issue {Max Verstappen}
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When Hayley Miller was a little girl, she always dreamt about moving to New York to become a famous model. After going through something terrible, she moved to Monaco, trying to rebuild her life there.
Max Verstappen, on the other hand, had always been pushed to the limits by his dad. His big dream was Formula One and he would give up anything for it. He moved to Monaco after finally entering Formula One, trying to find his own, quiet place.
Two 'ex'- best friends who cross paths again after years of not talking to each other. What will happen if they meet each other again?
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