Today I sit on one of those yellow-and-black painted things they call buses in Lagos. This one I’m on is better compared to the many I’ve been on recently. Quietly I sit by the window eating Lagos traffic staple of Gala and of course La Casera. They say the La Casera company underpays staff but … Continue reading #StoryTime: Seen From A Bus Window
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This Lagos…of Lost Identities and Picking Pieces
Of late, I began to think to myself what Lagos means to me. Yes, it's been a place to crash for many years but it's still a long definition from home. So, this Lagos; the land of everything I have become. The place where life took it's first jab at me, and beat me, it … Continue reading This Lagos…of Lost Identities and Picking Pieces
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