Until we fall
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Ongoing, First published Dec 18, 2017
Hay veces, por muy raro que suene, que la vida te da una segunda oportunidad. Y a mí me la dieron. A mí, y a otros nueve que entraban en la etiqueta de ''atrasados'' y ''mayores de 25 que no han hecho nada con su vida''. Pero es nuestra última esperanza para salir adelante, para tener una vida digna...
Es nuestra última esperanza antes de caer. 

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