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It Will End In Tears
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Ongoing, First published May 24, 2020
Hlalumi is a 22 year old girl who was raised in a wealth family. She has just finished her studies in Geology, a 4 year course that her parents forced her to do against all of her objections and complaints. Upon finishing her degree she rebels and gets a job working at a call centre disregarding her parents disapproval and a shiny internship from a good company. 

Initially she wanted to further her knowledge in digital marketing as she already has a large following and has collaborated with a lot of big brands in terms of marketing their products. Even though her Instagram account is filled creative photography and campaigns, the lack of pictures of herself hasn't stopped most brands from collaborating with her.

Join me as we go through her journey of navigating life as a normal person with no trust fund.
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