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— Mamo, no ile można?! — Kinga rzuciła telefon na stół tak, że ekran zamrugał i zgasł. — Codziennie to samo! Każdego cholern— Mamo, no ile można?! — Kinga rzuciła telefon na stół tak, że ekran zamrugał i zgasł. — Codziennie to samo! Każdego cholernie dnia!

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