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Baggage

Saskia-Gabriels

LECTURES 58
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Chapitres 12
Durée 35m

LECTURES 58
Votes 0
Chapitres 12
Durée 35m

Saskia-Gabriels

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Basically, I've asked Rare Americans if I could write a book about the song Baggage and they said yes. 

The story line of the music video had been written in book form and here it is, I don't know what else to say but, I hope you enjoy the book.

This story is exactly the same as the music video of baggage with some minor changes. The cover of the story was made by myself it is a fan drawing of the song's cover.

Thank you.Attribution Creative Commons (CC)

baggage rareamericans romance shortstory

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12 chapitres

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