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Bitácora De un Sentimiento
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Ongoing, First published Oct 21, 2018
Esta historia se desenvuelve en una ciudad de Venezuela donde una chica se enamora perdidamente de alguien que ha conocido por Internet, mientras vive su día a día en una sociedad caótica; intentando darle un sentido positivo a su vida consigue refugio en la calidez de las conversaciones con esta persona, la cual ayuda a que ella comprenda y explore los diversos ambientes y experiencias que el mundo le ofrece aun estando lejos de la persona que ama.
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