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Éloignement [part 1]
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Coucou ! Je m'appel Emilia ! J'ai 19 ans et, mon Copain Israël 20 ans ! On est ensembles depuis seulement 3 mois.. Mais on dirait que ça fait 3 ans.. Suivez mon histoire j'espère que ça vous plaira.
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