One beautiful morning, there was no power supply and the very thought of it makes me feel sick. As I fought gallantly to grab hold of my miserable soul, a lady who had been in a man’s life, and had been bruised long enough to know that life is in phases and men are in sizes, stumbled into my office. By the time she was within my reach, sweat was pouring off her. I thought she had just come out of a pool and wanted to help herself to a clean towel. I offered her a hand towel, which was my only benefit from a previously turbulent relationship with a woman who thought humbling a man would earn her a trophy. There are dark people who take advantage of the weak. Once they smell blood, they go for the kill. The meal is stretched and made to go through the hole of a needle. I was a victim who rode on the back of a poor judgment. I thought I was a protagonist and the show was all about me. Painfully, my victory only existed in the fabric of my imagination. You can take advantage of ...
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