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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Pierwszokomunijny jubilat lsnil na czerwono przy lustrze w przedpokoju. Rower od chrzestnego byl najwspanialszym prezentem, o jakim moglam zamarzyc, ale spodobal sie nie tylko mnie. Ojciec polakomil sie na skladaka, zanim jeszcze zakonczyl sie bialy tydzien i zanim zwiedly stokrotki w wianuszku z mirty. Nigdy wczesniej nie mialam roweru, tlumaczylam ojcu. A on nigdy wczesniej nie kupil rodzinie ziemi za miastem. Co z tego, ze mogl tam dojechac pekaesowskim "ogorkiem"? Moj rower bedzie w sam raz do poruszania sie po wsi, bo damka ledwo zipie.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Pierwszokomunijny jubilat lsnil na czerwono przy lustrze w przedpokoju. Rower od chrzestnego byl najwspanialszym prezentem, o jakim moglam zamarzyc, ale spodobal sie nie tylko mnie. Ojciec polakomil sie na skladaka, zanim jeszcze zakonczyl sie bialy tydzien i zanim zwiedly stokrotki w wianuszku z mirty. Nigdy wczesniej nie mialam roweru, tlumaczylam ojcu. A on nigdy wczesniej nie kupil rodzinie ziemi za miastem. Co z tego, ze mogl tam dojechac pekaesowskim "ogorkiem"? Moj rower bedzie w sam raz do poruszania sie po wsi, bo damka ledwo zipie.