Γύφτικη Δυναστεία
Dec 20 1986
•1h 23m
•Comedy
Tamtakos, a gipsy, wants to upgrade his family life so he's looking for a house in the city.
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Mihalis Mosios
Tamtakos
Magda Tsagani
Aliki Kamineli
Lefteris Meletis
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