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It was a typical Friday night at the fancy restaurant in the heart of the city. The wealthy Indian women were dressed in their finest traditional clothes, adorned with expensive jewels and carrying designer handbags. They had just finished their lavish dinner and were leaving the restaurant, their stomachs full and their wallets empty.

As they made their way out, they stepped on the leftovers and crushed them under their expensive shoes, not giving it a second thought. But little did they know, there were slaves waiting on their knees to eat the crushed food. These slaves were considered to be the lowest of the low, unworthy of any respect or dignity. They were there simply to serve the wealthy and fulfill their every desire.

But that wasn't all. There were also other slaves waiting to lick the soles of their shoes clean before they got into their luxury cars. These slaves were even lower in the hierarchy, considered to be nothing more than dirt on the ground.

The wealthy women walked past the slaves, looking with disgust, without even acknowledging their existence. They were too busy chatting and laughing, oblivious to the injustice and inequality that surrounded them. To them, these slaves were nothing but objects, meant to serve their every whim.

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Description

It was a typical Friday night at the fancy restaurant in the heart of the city. The wealthy Indian women were dressed in their finest traditional clothes, adorned with expensive jewels and carrying designer handbags. They had just finished their lavish dinner and were leaving the restaurant, their stomachs full and their wallets empty.

As they made their way out, they stepped on the leftovers and crushed them under their expensive shoes, not giving it a second thought. But little did they know, there were slaves waiting on their knees to eat the crushed food. These slaves were considered to be the lowest of the low, unworthy of any respect or dignity. They were there simply to serve the wealthy and fulfill their every desire.

But that wasn't all. There were also other slaves waiting to lick the soles of their shoes clean before they got into their luxury cars. These slaves were even lower in the hierarchy, considered to be nothing more than dirt on the ground.

The wealthy women walked past the slaves, looking with disgust, without even acknowledging their existence. They were too busy chatting and laughing, oblivious to the injustice and inequality that surrounded them. To them, these slaves were nothing but objects, meant to serve their every whim.

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