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“Dakle BBC! Mala vijest na dnu stranice - U Hrvatsku se spustila crna kugla sa Sunca. Najvjerojatnije se ne radi ni o čemu važnom kad se kugla spustila u tu zemlju“, razočarano pročita.”

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Book:Bljuzga u praskozorje
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