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BASADA EN HECHOS REALES.
Reuní el valor suficiente para subir y escribir mi propia historia de amor.
Empezó como un dulce en el panal, y termino siendo un terremoto 9.0 en la escala de Ritchie.
Jamas pense que tenia tanto que contar a una hoja de Word.
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