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“L’amitié a des grandeurs inconnues de l’amour. Elle se fortifie dans les difficultés, alors que les contraintes massacrent l’amour. Elle résiste au temps qui lasse et désunit les couples. Elle a des élévations inconnues de l’amour.”

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Une si longue lettre

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Mariama Bâ
Mariama Bâ

Mariama Bâ, born on April 17, 1929, in Dakar, Senegal, and died on August 17, 1981, was a renowned Senegalese author. Her works focus on the lives of African women, profoundly revealing the impact of colonialism and gender discrimination on African society. more

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