El Club Limonada

El Club Limonada

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En el mundo hay quienes encuentran a su ''media naranja'', pero hay otros que solo han descubierto a su ''medio limón''... ácido y amargo. Maria, Alejandra y Juancho son tres amigos que, ante su mala suerte en el amor, han decidido fundar El Club Limonada, un divertido lugar para desahogarse, para reír y para elaborar una larga lista negra de los amores no correspondidos. Algo inesperado ocurrirá en las vidas de estos tres jóvenes cuando su amistad se ponga a prueba y ellos se enfrenten a la posibilidad de defenderla o perderla para siempre. El Club Limonada es, ademas una historia sobre los momentos difíciles del alma. Un homenaje al optimismo, a la amistad y a la vida.
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