TAMBARI{The dark hunt}
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Peoplee round the world are being taunted and looked down on due to the feeling of misery and low self worth that is caused as a result of direct and indirect factors which gradually leads to so many social negligence and harassment in many situations..
How do we overcome all these social negligence and harassment.?
Let's meet there.
TAMBARI!![The dark hunt].
This is a story that revolve round the world and it leaves adark memory and blurred visions psychologically which affect individuals(victims that experience this nightmare)...
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