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‘Mum always braided my hair so tightly that it carved a distinct path atop my head. But one day, she cut off my braids. I didn’t want to resist, yet I had to accept it. As I took my first steps forward alone, my stride faltered. Along the path on my head, I touched our unbreakable inner attachment, and the journey of female growth we were both unprepared to face.’ (Anifilm)
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