March Contest


By March 12, 2019 No Comments

Adamu, a jobless graduate woke up hung over. He couldn’t remember much of last night. As he stumbled into the communal lavatory in his ghetto compound, he felt a bulge in his trousers. Uninterested in whatever was in his pocket, he made an effort to throw it away. The brown envelope tore and crisp notes spilled out. Ladi, his neighbour and a prostitute in ghetto made a sneer, “welcome to the real world, now I see you’ve finally taken my advice”. Adamu was dumbstruck. “Ladi…?”.”Well you got drunk last night and Kallah drove off with you in his car…


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