Where The City Meets Us | Tom Kaulitz

Where The City Meets Us | Tom Kaulitz

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Tokio Hotel
My name's Yanna. I work as the head manager at a company that sells luxury penthouses, so I've met all kinds of rich, important people. But nothing prepared me for the day Tom Kaulitz-yes, that Tom Kaulitz-walked in and bought one of our best listings. I didn't know his name. I didn't recognize his face. I didn't know him at all. All I knew was that everything started to feel different after that.
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