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“Gone are days when politics was an adventure of the hegemonic masculinity, when men were canonized and women demonized for being in politics. A Woman's strength lies in her intuition and femininity which when harnessed through proper education, give her the autonomy and power to participate in democracy and leadership. Women economic empowerment is a promise of a better and sustainable future.”

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