THE CABMEN ALWAYS HAVE CHANGE

It has been 12 days since a cabman sped away with my 50 Naira change, leaving me dumbfounded by the roadside, wondering what I had done in my life to deserve such injustice. He was wearing a blue washed-out polo shirt and I will never forget his face. I pride myself as a sharp girl … Continue reading THE CABMEN ALWAYS HAVE CHANGE

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