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127 Express
UMUR UNTUK MEMBACA 18+|RESMI
Alessio Chiadini Beuri
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ABSTRAK
A collection of travel-themed stories with four really over the top protagonists: Spanky, Moobs, Fangio and Zanna. On board of a vintage blue FIAT 127, they will travel far and wide in adventures and undertakings bordering the ridiculous and grotesque in pursuit of life and laughter, the indissoluble glue of a group of friends who don't care where and how, but with who.
When the journey means evasion, but you only have a blue 127 and you are forced to review the plans. You say, okay, it won't go far but at least the company is good. After all, friends are the best witnesses of our life. Too bad that friends like Fangio, Zanna and Moobs would be enough to give you a life sentence. The best bags are those that yousomething from. Zanna, for example, has lost his trousers. Fourteen stories, one behind the other like the coaches of a train, the 127 EXPRESS, to find out what kind of traveler you are: the one who stands next to the window, the one who lengthens the legs under the front seat, the one that leaves the suitcase in the middle of the corridor, the one isolated from the world with the music in their ears.