The man in suits... (FRERARD)
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Ostatnia publikacja pt., lip 12, 2019
No tiene mucho, pero lo que tiene lo mantiene con vida...
Él tiene mucho, más de lo que podría cualquiera imaginar... pero esta solo y vacío.
¿qué sucede cuando dos mundos tan distintos colisionan?, ¿Podrán con la presión que esto ocasiona?...
y, después de todo... dicen que no se debe mezclar el trabajo con el placer...
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