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Velkommen til et kig ind i min verden. Jeg hedder Anna og er 25 år. Jeg er uddannet fysioterapeut og er ansat hos Herning-Ikast. Jeg har set spillet håndbold i mange år, men måtte stoppe grundet skader. Men håndbolden har jeg ikke helt lagt på hylden.
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Følg med i Annas liv når hendes karriere ændre sig. Hun ender tilfældigt med til træning hos herrelandsholdet, og derfra ændres nogle ting hos Anna.
Kærlighed, venskaber, karriere og opmærksomhed.
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