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This fic is 100% mine, written with my sweat, tears and burning my neurons, not to mention that plagiarism is a crime, so... If you don't want to face justice... Create your own story. No plagiarism. Dedicated to Lolita_chan, KonK and Gabi_Miralotou. Photo of my own. (I took a photo in a mirror and modified it in Photoshop).
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Primera publicación
28 de abril de 2011
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28 de abril de 2011
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Português (Brasil)
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