Handwritings
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Handwritings Eine Schriftstellerin. Eine Gitarristin. Eine Millionärin. Eine Chefköchin. Eine Tänzerin. "Moment, warum tun wir das?" Ich sah eine nach der anderen fragend an. "Warum sollten wir es nicht tun?" Sie grinsten mich an. Ich grinste zurück. Dieses Werk ist urheberrechtlich geschützt. Reproduktion und Nachdruck in jeder Form sowie Verarbeitung oder Vervielfältigung jeglicher Art ist ohne schriftliche Genehmigung der Autorin (writing_is_creating) untersagt. Alle Rechte, darunter alle Übersetzungsrechte sind vorbehalten.
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