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Flamingo Macro-Fraud Finance Ltd.

Post Views = 4428NEW THIEVES IN TOWN Exclaimer! The story below does not in any way have the authority of declaring Flamingo Micro-finance ltd as a complete fraud agency. It however highlights the plague of hopelessness that has been propagated by the same company to various clients whose names have been withheld due to obvious reasons.It highlights the names of …

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Life on the hang man’s noose

Post Views = 936Consistently we wake up ahead of schedule, considering life so important. We wake to hunt for a living. We by and large need more cash for ourselves. It is the main solution that can potentially delight our self-centeredness. We have gained the same routine of calendars. Awakening, rushing up to catch the 5.am bus to beat traffic …

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Zig zag rage

Post Views = 1256A tornado of rage rushed through my veins felt like my head was being compressed and I would explode any minute, leaving my brain splattered all over and blood stains all over my white cashmere drapes. Oliver just stood there transfixed as if carefully evaluating what he wanted to tell me. He was never much of a …

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A long distance father

Post Views = 2663THE LONG DISTANCE FATHER I love her and it is the beginning of everything. I wonder how you would interpret this short statement. I equally wonder what kind of queries that you will be asking. While you continue wondering why and how loving she is the beginning of everything, I must admit that I miss my mommy. …

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A day in the life:It’s my birthday

Post Views = 1029It is not one of those days that a smile just placates itself on my face. It is rather a nasty day, when you wake up with various frustrations that life has manifested upon your head. The first thing you do in the morning is that you do not feel like waking up, neither do you feel …

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Members’ Day

Post Views = 774It is Friday evening. I am always in my Friday tantrums and experiencing a great black out in my head. Busy is the day that was before, and as I walk ruggedly like a wounded antelope on the run for a waterhole all I crave for was a cup of Dasani water, plus deep rest. On Fridays …

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