Yo, Gabriel
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Hola. Mi nombre es Gabriel. Gabriel Zegarra. Soy una persona que va a la escuela constantemente, tengo quince años y quiero estudiar filosofía. Amo escuchar música, leer, investigar, y también asesinar una vez al mes. Solo una, porque cuando el ciclo se rompe, es lo mismo que romper una regla, un ciclo, una ley. Soy Gabriel, y no soy un psicópata. Soy alguien al que le gusta matar, no por maldad, sino por deporte. Es como mi alimento, y esta es mi historia...
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