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Last published Fri, May 3, 2019
Iedereen in hun puberteit is onzeker, het is bijna iets wat er gewoon bijhoort. Alle probleempjes die daarbij komen kijken maken dit alleen maar erger. Door dit boek wil ik al mijn mede pubers een hart onder de riem steken door mijn dagelijkse struggles te delen. Je bent echt niet de enige.
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