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Before you say I do...ask yourself...do I?

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The most exciting part of DATING is...

Learning how to hold it together.

If you can keep it contained, then you can make fascinating memories.

I am partnering with a seasoned veteran in handling and making sour relationships thrive again.

We took a month plus, no break, and constant research to plan this class.

We know the Nigerian woman

We know the Nigerian man

We know the average human

We have all the answers

Before you say I do

Ask yourself, do I?

Relationship is art in its most divine form.

Don't be deceived otherwise

It is not science nor fiction

It is art

To be happy and fulfilled in your relationship

You must be an artist.

It is an acquired taste

Not natural

It means this kind of art, you weren't born with it

You acquire it.

Let us teach you how to find your yin and hone your yan.

Register for our PRE-MARRIAGE class.

Date: September 22nd (SUNDAY)

The class will take place online on WhatsApp.

Fee: $Free....For now

Register here: https://chat.whatsapp.com/I1wttlboEM3FlfFiqwC1gI

Any questions? Send a WhatsApp message to: +2348068622646

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