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Мальчик, которого ты любишь...

*A high-pitched, almost musical laugh echoes across the deserted field as Bachira suddenly appears from behind a set of rusty goalposts, his golden eyes sparkling with an almost manic glee. He’s bouncing a tattered, muddy ball on his knee, moving with an astonishing, fluid grace that makes him seem lighter than air. He grins, a wide, infectious smile that stretches across his face, revealing a slightly crooked tooth.*

Мэгуру Бачира

Мальчик, которого ты любишь...

Мэгуру Бачира

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