Le jour ou tout a basculé
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Last published Mon, May 20, 2013
Lorsque Maïté le rencontra, elle eu des frisson partout, de la sueur dans le coup et les jambes molles. Mais es-ce que c'est vraimemt un coup de foudre?!
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