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Carolina is a Spanish detective in Barcelona. She was one of the first women to be detectives in the 20s. She owns her own detective office. She has green eyes and brunette hair
Carolina is a Spanish detective in Barcelona. She was one of the first women to be detectives in the 20s. She owns her own detective office. She has green eyes and brunette hair
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Carolina is a Spanish detective in Barcelona. She was one of the first women to be detectives in the 20s. She owns her own detective office. She has green eyes and brunette hair
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