we are all made a bit broken
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This is the story of a simple girl. You'd call her simple if you are like those people who never scrap the surface: she wear casual clothes, she doesn't pay attention to phisical appearance and she doesn't mind being left alone. If you just stopped a minute and observed her deeply, you'd find out that she is not that simple. She has tough thoughts to face, difficult problems to go throught and the weight of a second life to carry. Yes, I said it: a second, and fictional, life.
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