Don't Stop - HS

Don't Stop - HS

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1Direction
Julie er flyttet til London for at leve hendes drøm om at blive stylist. Hun for tilbudt et drømme job som stylist for boy-bandet One direction, hvor hun udvikler et stærkt forhold til alle drengen men specielt til drengen Harry. Bogen opdateres mandag og fredag! *** Denne bog indeholder voksen sprog som kan virke stødene***
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