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NADIA
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    Time 56m
Ongoing, First published Sep 20, 2020
Mature
She was born with no silver spoon, no educational background, no siblings, she was just born. At 15 she was very intelligent and smart even without support from anyone.

Nadia lost her mom two Years ago to tetanus in the ancient city of benin (Nigeria). She remembers that day like it was yesterday. Her mom had been pierced by a big nail two weeks ago on their way from their daily hustle. Her mom had taught her to always be hardworking and never be lazy. And so what they do is go from dirt to dirt picking bottles and empty can take them to the market for sales.
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