Matar sin recordar
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¿Qué tal si no recordaras absolutamente nada de tu vida? y que solo despertaras en un hospital si ni siquiera saber tu nombre pero ademas te han dicho que eres una de las más buscadas en Texas por ser una narcotraficante. Eso no es todo tendras que descubrir todo lo de tu pasado mientras que todos los policías de Texas están sobre ti y te aseguro que sera una búsqueda interesante.
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