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Ongoing, First published Mar 19, 2020
A więc, to tak? Że nie wiadomo co, z czym i jak? Chyba błąd tu się wkradł podły . Bo aż prosi się o modły. No, jedna rzecz wiadoma.  Prowokacja to była świadoma.
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