Días de mi vida
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Last published Sat, Jul 14, 2018
Una chica llamada Sifi (si lo sé es gracioso) escribirá cada detalle de su vida en una vieja libreta, una simple profesora de filosofía despierta sus ganas de saber la razón de su existencia. Su mejor amigo Dave estará con ella tratando de descubrir todos los misterios que la rodea. La primera persona amada por Sifi es su madre Jane que es demasiado joven para ser mamá su padre nunca está y eso despierta mas su curiosidad por su pasado, pero tratara de buscarlo por lo mas difícil que sea.
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