Pislya smerti materi simnadtsyatyrichna Kouli pereyizhdzhaye do batʹka, yakoho vona ne bachyla z trʹokh rokiv. Nove misto, novi lyudy, stari problemy. I sered nykh, yak prominʹ svitla, zustrich iz Soneyu. Vin zacharovuye svoyeyu krasoyu i vnutrishnim ... Zobraziť viac
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