PEQUENA REALEZA
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Last published Mon, Jul 25, 2016
Lisa e John,de doze e quartoze anos,vivem com seus pais em uma bela casa,afinal não tem nada a reclamar.Mas a gota d'agua é quando seu pai quase revela toda a verdade..Mas qual seria essa verdade?Embarque nessa aventura e descubra o desfecho dessa história!
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