Luna de cosecha.

Luna de cosecha.

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Todos los chicos eran así. Confiados, varoniles, promiscuos. Yo nunca logré adaptarme a ese tipo vida. Desde pequeño tuve la creencia de que era un fenómeno. Nunca me enamoré de nadie, no tenía amigos, mis notas eran malas. Odiaba la primaria. Odié la secundaria. Por eso, al cumplir la mayoría de edad me mudé muy lejos. A una ciudad abandonada que estaba siendo reconstruida. Tenía mucho miedo, y estaba solo. Fue entonces... En el asiento del tren, cuando la vi. Se quedó viendo mi moretón en mi ojo izquierdo. Y mi ropa desgarrada. --Hm... Al menos no me han sentado junto a un vagabundo.
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