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I did not know what to expect when I found this video entry by @yuli-27 Vibes Web3 Music Competition Week 38. However, when she was singing and I listened to her words of a prayer, Espirado Santo, la venome

It was raining, as it had always threatened to do in Ikoyi when you were not using an umbrella. It was raining like the skies were not happy and the skies wanted to clean Lagos. The sound of my slippers

Those of the village would say Mama Esther was as crazy as a fruitcake. They spoke it in jest, now with commiseration, but invariably with some trepidation. No one could ever get a girl to know her. It

Every beginning of something is a bit frightening and at the same time thrilling. I have been seeking this space where I can be able to share my thoughts freely, where I can get other people who like to