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∆ Kimi No Na Wa (Your Name) does not belong to me. ∆ Plagiarism is a crime. ∆ My thirty-fourth story made for the 100 Story Challenge in 1 year: 60. That involves some kind of time travel.
Statistiques de l'histoire
Fiche technique & mises à jour
Première publication
19 de fevereiro de 2018
Dernière mise à jour
19 de fevereiro de 2018
Statut éditorial
Terminée
Langue
Português (Brasil)
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