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Bebita Ndongo Macias, also known by her pen name I.W.Fredd, is an actress, author, cosplayer, dancer, model, pageant girl, singer and songwriter from La Republica de Guinea Ecuatorial. Bebita :    I was born in Madrid, Spain. I grew up in Salt Lake City, Utah in the U.S. My parents were involved in the entertainment industry in Spain, so that's how my siblings and I got our start in the industry. Once I got old enough, I kind of just branched out on my own, and started in the entertainment industry in 2017 officially. Since then, I've just done a different variation of commercials. I've done films, short films, TV shows, like somethings that are notable. I guess so far it would be "Caso Cerrado". I was in the new action thriller "Echo Boomers". I've done different commercials, like Mountain Dew, GameStop, stuff like that and that's just basically what I'm still doing today. What is the story that changed your life? Bebita: The story that chan
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