La Vida de un Emo
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Un chico que ha estado sufriendo toda su vida decide formar parte de la tribu urbana conocida como los "emos". Al ser el único en la clase que se viste oscuro y ve todo como basura y a todos como don nadies, sigue sufriendo con las constantes burlas de sus compañeros. ¿Podrá encontrar la felicidad o sólo acabará con su vida como todos piensan que lo hará?
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