Zomervakantie
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Klonk het uit de slaapkamer van mijn vader.
Mijn ouders zijn namelijk gescheiden en mijn vader heeft net een nieuw lief.
Hij lijk precies weer 20 jaar oud.
Over mijn moeder...jah...daar valt veel over te vertellen.
Het is zomervakantie en mijn vader (Serge 46j), zijn lief (Valerie 35j) en ik (Amber 16j) gaan op vakantie naar Nieuw-Zeeland (zonder mijn broer Simon (19j))
Wat we daar beleven is nog onbekend...
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