Trece odiseas en la ciudad de la furia
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  • Reads 85
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 10m
Ongoing, First published Sep 04, 2017
Más allá del bullicio de las calles, donde la decadencia y la desidia caminan tomadas de la mano; allí se esconde un murmullo revoloteando entre los laberintos de las Torres de El Silencio. En una ciudad caracterizada por sus autopistas infinitas, la tasa más alta de homicidios  y vidas construidas entre el zinc y el concreto armado, surge la más común de las improbabilidades: Otra cursi historia de amor.
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