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The Chronicles of the Barbershop. AI-Generated.
**The Chronicles of the Barbershop** Visit a Black barbershop if you ever want the "raw truth." Forget about social media. You walk in for a haircut, but you leave with unsolicited life advice, conspiracy theories, and a debate about whether Michael Jordan or LeBron James is the GOAT.
By Kodjo simon 11 months ago in Chapters
The Pride of A Woman
Maya had forever been a contender. Brought into the world in a little town, she grew up watching her mom battle to earn barely enough to get by. Her dad had deserted them when she was only a kid, letting her mom to raise her be. In spite of the difficulties, Maya's mom won't ever surrender. She worked resolutely as a designer, sewing garments until quite a bit later, just to guarantee Maya could get instruction.
By Kodjo simon 11 months ago in Fiction
Our Earth and the Requirement for Ecological Action
Our planet, Earth, is a stunning magnum opus of nature, supporting life in the entirety of its variety. From huge seas to transcending mountains, from lavish rainforests to dry deserts, Earth is home to a large number of animal groups, including us, people. It gives the fundamental assets we really want — air, water, and land — to get by. In any case, while we wonder about its magnificence, we should likewise defy the developing difficulties that compromise its fragile equilibrium. Environmental change, contamination, deforestation, and the deficiency of biodiversity are coming down on the climate, making it significant for us to act now.
By Kodjo simon 11 months ago in Earth
A Mother's Love
Some time ago, I became comfortable in the luscious green valleys of a small town in India, where I was joined by just the appropriate number of young people named Anjali. The community seemed authentic, with few dirt roads, modest dirt homes, and a friendly neighborhood where everyone knew each other. In the midst of this crucial life, Anjali had a dream as big as the sky above her: to become a subject matter expert and save individuals who were up the creek without a paddle. Anjali's father died while she was young, leaving her mother, Meera, to carry the responsibility of raising her. Meera was a sewer, famed for her meticulous stitching and the erratic models she incorporated into each piece of fabric.
By Kodjo simon 11 months ago in History




