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Sábado, 28 de enero de 2012. Llevaba tres noches sin dormir y las ojeras ya sombreaban mis ojos, un dolor en mi pecho me regreso a la realidad, mis maletas en la puerta eran un recordatorio, mi madre acababa de fallecer y ya no me quedaba familia en México así que decidí irme a Seúl con mi padre. Mi madre siempre decía que el único amor de su vida había sido mi papa. Caí al suelo y el chico a espaldas mío giro y su bols.