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1st January 2018

It was 2.45 am in the early hour of 2018, and I had a flat tyre somewhere in Oshodi. A wheel spinner was in my right hand, and I was threatening to smash the head of an entitled tout who thinks he needs to be 'settled' for me fixing my

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Round & Round The Town

Sometime in 2017, late morning glow, somewhere between 11 am and 12pm, I pulled up around Adeniyi Jones, Ikeja, for one of those lowkey, high-potential meetups that held the promise of bigger plays. Aunty Dolapo Otegbayi of Peak Milk had linked me up with someone. It wasn’t just about the

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Mr. Senator

A thought of Dele today was like cracking open a time capsule. Boom! A flood of nostalgic memoirs rushed in, unfiltered and vivid. I caught myself musing deeply, drowning joyfully in the memories of those young, golden moments we shared at Touchstone, especially with our tribe of Dipsy, Marcello, Muyee,

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A Night Shift With Olosho

It was a red-light district in Ilorin. But not the type with neon lights and sleazy jazz music. This one? A little darker. Grittier. Wetter. It had just rained, and the city had emptied into silence. Except for the sharp-eyed ladies of the night, standing like ghosts of lust across

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The Cloud Of Reason

Some objects decorate a man, and then some objects define him. Like a cigarette in the hands of a man of power. It is not an accessory, nor an idle tick. It is not a vice or just a stick of rolled-up tobacco, it is a totem - of power, presence,

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1st January 2018

It was 2.45 am in the early hour of 2018, and I had a flat tyre somewhere in Oshodi. A wheel spinner was in my right hand, and I was threatening to smash the head of an entitled tout who thinks he needs to be 'settled' for me fixing my

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Round & Round The Town

Sometime in 2017, late morning glow, somewhere between 11 am and 12pm, I pulled up around Adeniyi Jones, Ikeja, for one of those lowkey, high-potential meetups that held the promise of bigger plays. Aunty Dolapo Otegbayi of Peak Milk had linked me up with someone. It wasn’t just about the

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Mr. Senator

A thought of Dele today was like cracking open a time capsule. Boom! A flood of nostalgic memoirs rushed in, unfiltered and vivid. I caught myself musing deeply, drowning joyfully in the memories of those young, golden moments we shared at Touchstone, especially with our tribe of Dipsy, Marcello, Muyee,

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A Night Shift With Olosho

It was a red-light district in Ilorin. But not the type with neon lights and sleazy jazz music. This one? A little darker. Grittier. Wetter. It had just rained, and the city had emptied into silence. Except for the sharp-eyed ladies of the night, standing like ghosts of lust across

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The Cloud Of Reason

Some objects decorate a man, and then some objects define him. Like a cigarette in the hands of a man of power. It is not an accessory, nor an idle tick. It is not a vice or just a stick of rolled-up tobacco, it is a totem - of power, presence,

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