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**Tagebucheintrag** Gestern Abend war es wieder so weit. «Ich halte das nicht mehr aus!

A sleek car pulls up outside a charming little flower shop in the heart of London. The boutique, new

Al casarme con Antonio, creo sinceramente que el amor y el respeto serán los cimientos de nuestro matrimonio.

Your place is in the kitchen, declared my husband in front of his parents, and a heavy silence fell over

Sixty years old and still looking for work? Go mind the grandchildren, dear! my soninlaw howled, unaware

Ich heiße Markus und habe eine Geschichte, die dich bis ins Mark treffen wird. Die erwachsenen Kinder

disappear and hell remember me straight away, I mutter, halfjoking, halfserious. So please, vanish nicely

My Neighbour Asked Me to Stop Cooking Pongy FoodThen Things Got Interesting I recently moved into a new

Dear Diary, Hold on a minute! my mate Claire shouted cheerfully. Is this the bloke whos not paying his

Are you serious again? I asked, slamming my jacket onto the kitchen chair. Natalie, whos she really here for?