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El chico de los colchones (Jalonso Villalnela)
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Ongoing, First published Jan 16, 2017
JOS era un chico común de 21 años, iba a la universidad, trabajaba en una colchoneria ayudándole a su mamá en sus tiempos libres se dedicaba a tocar la guitarra y patinar con su mejor amigo Gustavo.

Alonso Villalpando un chico de 20 años bajito, pelo teñido de güero y unos hermosos ojos azules, era un chico normal iba en tercer grado de universidad, deseado por toda chica, sus tiempos libres se definían en Fistas, cuidar a su hermano, tocar el piano y más fiesta.

JOS y Alonso decían ser las personas más HETEROXUALES del mundo.. ¿Será así?

Quién diría que un colchón te llevaría a encontrar a la persona que más amarías y  por la que más sufrirías 

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