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🐲 Drus4    30

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News o tym był już zaciągnięty z RSS :), połączyłam. A Razora już wcześniej sprzedawano - jak dla mnie dalej kretyńsko drogi i w sumie mało użyteczny.

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No tak, w ten sposób to absolutnie będzie miało sens - mam nadzieję że czynsz za hangary nie będzie za wysoki, wtedy jest szansa na zrobienie kolekcji :P.

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