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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.
Scene I Il etait une fois, plutot pleins de fois, parce qu'une fois, ce n'est pas credible, une ou plusieurs Blanches Neiges, des Princesses, perdues, quelque part, pas vraiment perdues, d'ailleurs, puisque, eux, les sept nains, ils savaient les proteger. Vraiment, quelle vie, mes amis ! Scene II Ce n'est pas que ce soit triste, de se sentir comme perdue, pas vraiment perdue, d'ailleurs, mais plutot, etrangere, en pays inconnu, dirai je. Vraiment, quelle vie, mes amis !
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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.
Scene I Il etait une fois, plutot pleins de fois, parce qu'une fois, ce n'est pas credible, une ou plusieurs Blanches Neiges, des Princesses, perdues, quelque part, pas vraiment perdues, d'ailleurs, puisque, eux, les sept nains, ils savaient les proteger. Vraiment, quelle vie, mes amis ! Scene II Ce n'est pas que ce soit triste, de se sentir comme perdue, pas vraiment perdue, d'ailleurs, mais plutot, etrangere, en pays inconnu, dirai je. Vraiment, quelle vie, mes amis !