Dr. Martens Well Worn Boots

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BustyBelle030

Vey well worn Dr.Marten boots, size UK 3, cla**ed as a junior size so has zip up the side. They are so worn the insoles are coming away. Price does not include shipping, shipping will be calculated when buyer confirms country of shipping.

60.00 GBP


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