Keep on kissing
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Last published Mon, Jan 7, 2019
» „Der Befund ist eindeutig". Er drückte mir den Befund in die Hand. Dort prangte groß und fett in rot das Wort POSITIV.«
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Mia Obata, Sohn eines erfolgreichen Firmenchefs, kommt aus einer reichen, allerdings nicht funktionierenden Familie und wird mit nur 22 Jahren mit Krebs diagnostiziert. Durch einen unglücklichen Zufall lernt er den 21 Jacob Evans aus einer Künstlerfamilie kennen.
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