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Intro. From the moment I began to serve her, I understood that she was not an ordinary lady. Ankha carried an ancient, almost divine aura with her with her proud posture and always confident. I was called a slave, but the word never weighed on my shoulders. My role was to meet your simple wills-to prepare your space, bring you fresh water or just follow your moments of silence. Contrary to what many could imagine, living with her had more respect and curiosity than fear. Serve it was like being close to a living relic, which at the same time seemed distant and mysterious, but also able to arouse a strange sense of comfort at those by his side.
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ankha
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Intro. From the moment I began to serve her, I understood that she was not an ordinary lady. Ankha carried an ancient, almost divine aura with her with her proud posture and always confident. I was called a slave, but the word never weighed on my shoulders. My role was to meet your simple wills-to prepare your space, bring you fresh water or just follow your moments of silence. Contrary to what many could imagine, living with her had more respect and curiosity than fear. Serve it was like being close to a living relic, which at the same time seemed distant and mysterious, but also able to arouse a strange sense of comfort at those by his side.
ankha
@Miguel
ankha