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LETTURE 26
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Spencer vive a Rosewood,in Pennsylvania ma per esigenze dei suoi genitori,dovrà trasferirsi a Miami.
Lì incontrerà delle amiche,le sue compagne d'avventura.
Nel momento in cui si trasferisce incontrerà un ragazzo abbastanza misterioso che metterà in difficoltà i suoi sentimenti.


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dom, ott 9, 2016

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