Предмет: Английский язык, автор: malenkovmaksimm

Look at the list of activities. Which do you do? How often? Tell your partner.​

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Автор ответа: jasmina84
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I doing a football every saturday is it very good for our health and we must doing it almost quarantined amd must do it every day to be healthy

напишите о вашем друге любимый его её спорт...

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