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Move over, 007: a stunning, sexy - and decidedly female - new player has entered the world of international espionage armed with her own pocket survival kit, her Rules for Living, her infamous overactive imagination, and a very special underwire bra. How could a girl not be drawn to the alluring, powerful Pierre Ferramo - he of the hooded eyes, impeccable taste, unimaginable wealth, exotic international homes, and dubious French accent? Could Ferramo really be a major terrorist bent on the Western world's destruction, hiding behind a smoke screen of fine wines, yachts, and actresses slash models? Or is it all just a product of Olivia Joules's overactive imagination?
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Olivia Joules ou l'imagination hyperactive - French edition, Helen Fielding, Françoise du Sorbier
- Langue
- Année de publication
- 2004
- Reliure
- (souple)
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- Titre
- Olivia Joules ou l'imagination hyperactive - French edition
- Langue
- Français
- Auteurs
- Helen Fielding, Françoise du Sorbier
- Éditeur
- Albin Michel
- Publié
- 2004
- Format
- souple
- Pages
- 368
- ISBN10
- 2226153861
- ISBN13
- 9782226153869
- Séries
- Catégories
- Mots clés
- Polars, Humour, Femmes, Littérature contemporaine, États-Unis, Littérature britannique, Grande-Bretagne, Comédies, Journalisme et Publication, Espionnage, Londres, Terrorisme, Journalistes, Services secrets, Hollywood, Illusion, Tromperie
- Première publication
- 2003
- Titre original
- Olivia Joules and the Overactive Imagination
- Évaluation
- 3,15 sur 5
- Description
- Move over, 007: a stunning, sexy - and decidedly female - new player has entered the world of international espionage armed with her own pocket survival kit, her Rules for Living, her infamous overactive imagination, and a very special underwire bra. How could a girl not be drawn to the alluring, powerful Pierre Ferramo - he of the hooded eyes, impeccable taste, unimaginable wealth, exotic international homes, and dubious French accent? Could Ferramo really be a major terrorist bent on the Western world's destruction, hiding behind a smoke screen of fine wines, yachts, and actresses slash models? Or is it all just a product of Olivia Joules's overactive imagination?