Relatos de una puta
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  • LECTURES 310
  • Votes 4
  • Parties 2
  • Durée 13m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement sept. 08, 2020
Camila, una puta. Como todas llevaba sobre su espalda una mochila con el peso más grande existente, la vida de sus seres queridos eran las más pesadas. Labial bordo, sombras y una caja de condones, esas eran sus herramientas y ese era su escudo para combatir la gran guerra en la que participaba día a día. ¿La solución? Matarlo, verlo arder.
Pero lo que ella no sabía era que esos gritos la acompañarían el resto de sus días y la llevarían  al mismo infierno.
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