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Venus's Odyssey: Illuminating Paths of Hope

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My name is Venus. At 30, I stand alone in the hot, dusty streets of Dakar, the vibrant capital of Senegal. Here, marriage is more than just a union; it's the ultimate destination, an essential social validation. But in this universal quest, I discovered that the path to love is winding, strewn with illusions and unexpected surprises. Let me tell you about my journey, a quest for love that ultimately led me to a much deeper discovery: the search for myself through disappointments, breakups, and the unexpected.All Rights Reserved

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