Елена Гилберт

Елена Гилберт проживает в городе San Francisco, США. Родной город - Мистик-Фолс в штате Верджиния. Из открытых источников получены следующие сведения: информация о высшем и среднем образовании, карьере, службе в армии, родственниках.

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