BLACK BEAUTY
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Last published Thu, Oct 18, 2018
#Ranked : 266 in faith /06*22*2018/
#Ranked :. 38 in yoga /07*02*2018/
She's bold and confident,she's strong and proud,She's beautiful and cunning, she's intelligent..
She is black, she is African by blood and that is why she can't be messed with.
Her name is EWA.
This story is mainly based on the beauty of Africa, Nigeria to be specific.. It describes the everyday lives of a typical black in Africa through the eyes of the heroine.
BLACK BEAUTY is a story that will keep you at bay, it is funny, captivating, motivating, suspense filled.. And you might actually see that BLACK is a beautiful colour after all.
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