Oper Jure — крутилось 6 дн, охват 2k

Oper Jure с 2026-07-28 · картинка · 🇬🇧 английский
Кадр рекламы Oper Jure

Кадр выше наш. Полное медиа с Facebook запрошено — подставим его сюда, как только приедет.

крутилось дней 6
охват — число Facebook, только ЕС 2k
стран показа — словами Facebook 1
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