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Оглавление‘We go together, like ramma ramma lamma, dippety dooby dooby, sha na na …’
‘Kate! You just murdered that chorus.’
‘Don’t be cheeky.’ I grinned and glanced sideways at Izzy as she drove along the coastal road. Or rather chugged—the volume of tourist traffic was high, but that didn’t matter as it meant we could enjoy the sea views. I never could remember the exact words to that brill song from Grease
