Jak Magnes
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Ongoing, First published Feb 04, 2018
Klara to 17 letnia uczennica prestiżowego Krakowskiego liceum. Jest dziewczyną z trudnym charakterem, wychowywana przez samotną matkę, dziennikarkę Gazety Wyborczej. Feministka, lesbijka i weganka.  W szkole ma trójkę przyjaciół geja Michała, Collina czarnoskórego chłopaka z Nigerii oraz Punkówę Klaudię.

Marek ma 19 lat i jest jej totalnym przeciwieństwem. Pochodzi z bardzo bogatej rodziny, mama lekarz ordynator, ojciec właściciel dużej kancelarii adwokackiej. Chłopak to  narodowiec, rasista i aktywny członek ONR. Mimo swoich poglądów jest bardzo popularny w szkole, kapitan szkolnej drużyny siatkówki od małego trenujący sporty walki. 

Czy tą dwójkę jest cokolwiek w stanie połączyć? Czy naprawdę skrajności się przyciągają ? 

Historia o Polskich nastolatkach pisana niemal na faktach.
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