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(multiple TF, FMG, wealth gain, female empowerments,...) In time immemorial, at the dawn of history... The woman stood on tiptoe and took hold of the apple. She hesitated for a moment, but finally made up her mind. She exerted a little force and plucked the fruit from the tree. The apple was strangely warm to the touch, uniformly smooth and soft. As she touched it with her delicate fingers, she could feel a sort of fluttering inside. The red skin reflected the sun's rays, almost like a mirror or a perfectly cut diamond. It was more than a fruit: it was a treasure. A gift from another world, a world she didn't know, that was beyond her and forbidden to her. And she had long coveted it, it's true. At first, she'd been overwhelmed by curiosity, then by envy and, finally, by temptation. She had taken the plunge and committed a terrible transgression. But the apple was so tempting, it must have had an exquisite, unique taste. It had to be unique, she thought, because the tree itself