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A Quiet Acceptance: Virtues of admiring the woman in the mirror
Femininity was her sole disability. A charming face was nothing if femininity was such a social disorder
By Nhamo Muchagumisa
Tunhidzai was busy in front of her wardrobe, admiring the woman in the mirror. The skin on her face
was a mixture of milk and chocolate powder.
Her eyes were a pair of coffee beans floating in tiny puddles of fresh milk. Her smile exposed a pair of silver chains.
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