Our story begins not with kings or empires, but with a hand reaching for another, facing a new horizon. On an East African shore, tens of thousands of years ago, the dawn turns the shallows to copper. From such mornings came the great migrations, a slow human tide flowing out of Africa. Millennia later, patient hands pressed seeds into soil. The harvest anchored our lives, and the field taught...
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