If Nigeria had a national superpower, it wouldn’t be oil. Or jollof. Or the hustle mentality. Not even the ability to form …

It’s not just where people talk, it’s where the internet lives loudest. A theatre without scripts, a marketplace of madness, and beef …

Today I ended a romantic relationship with someone special in my life.Allegiance was swapped. Loyalty betrayed.Yeah, I know I’m married but still …

It was one of those Monday mornings when harmattan paints Lagos in a pale grey mist, dust swirling like spirits dancing on …

I remember my childhood. Growing up with my grandma in a little village called Ogbe. My dad had recently died, and Mom …

In this Lagos that never sleeps, where the only constant is traffic and treachery, the streets don’t just whisper; they warn. From …

A few weeks ago, I was driving along the Apapa-Oshodi Expressway and stopped briefly under the Ilasamaja Bridge to pick a call. …

Lagos is an operating system where each entrance is a loading screen.You get reborn – or wrecked! And if you can make …

A few years ago, while serving as Head of Strategy at a Lagos ad agency, I stumbled on a wild insight that …

Driving home from work, misty evening,I saw this queen of seduction—Dressed to kill, steal, and murder.Sex oozed from the crown of her …