Josué
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Last published Sun, Mar 29, 2020
Petit garçon rêveur abandonné à la naissance dans un tunnel du métro londonien, il s'appel Josué Klaine.
Le regard plein d'imagination et le coeur débordant d'amour.
Qu'est ce que son destin lui réserve encore comme surprise ?
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