ILS NE LE SAVENT PAS ENCORE ... 2
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Última publicación mar, abr 23, 2019
Ils ne le savent pas encore n'est pas mort . Voici la suite . Elle parle des effet
que l'homme a eu sur la lune .
JE tiens a dire que cela n'est pas vrai .
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