La ciudad bajo nuestros pies.

La ciudad bajo nuestros pies.

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Samantha,una chica la cual emprende la aventura de su vida al dejar todo su pasado atrás y mudarse a Chicago tras la oferta del trabajo de su vida. Lo que ella esperaba fuera una aventura resulta ser mas de lo mismo, hasta que... Un día de camino a casa escucha un reporte policial el cual dice lo siguiente: Se ha estado avistando a un sujeto con motivos desconocidos merodeando por la ciudad, se cree que no trama nada bueno así que no se acerque... Este sera el acontecimiento que tanto que marcaría la vida de Samantha o solo la llevara al vació infinito de la desesperación por la búsqueda de respuestas
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Dear Nobody, My name is Luna Rose Wesley and I'm just like any other girl my age. I have some secrets, I'm afraid of the future, I have some complicated relationships and some amazing friends, and I'm just trying to do anything that I can to survive. But as the days pass, it seems like surviving in my world is becoming more difficult with every minute. You see, without any money, my family is forced to live in in an apartment building that's smack dab in the center of our rundown part of the city. And my mother is just a work of art. She is now addicted to drugs, and she isn't trying very hard at all to try to get us out of our inner-city situation. Living in constant fear, not only of what's outside my window at night, but also of my violent dealing brother living in the room across the hall, I have to find a way to cope without putting a bullet in my skull like so many of my fallen brethren. And my coping mechanism is to write letters to nobody- to you- and sending it to an address that doesn't exist. I need somebody to talk to without that somebody thinking that I'm looking for pity, so I've found you. Nobody. Thanks for listening. Sincerely, Luna Rose (Rated Mature for the mentioning of sex, drug use, violence, and profane language. Does not contain actual sex scenes.)

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