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My Sweetie Sisi Eko: I hope you are swimming in the ocean of good health.…
Any Dummy Can Be Editor-Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
Every wannabe in any Lagos newsroom wants to be an editor. I am different. Call…
The Day a Black Cat Entered the Boxing Ring- Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
Lagos is magic. The impossible magic I am about to narrate here happened BEHIND my…
Na God go punish that Fela – Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
When Fela Anikulapo-Kuti died on August 2, 1997, one holier-than-thou friend became outraged that I…
The story of Borojah, the Poor but Aristocratic Poet? – Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
Lagos, my Lagos, is fast losing its beans. It breaks my heart no end that…
The Man Who Ate The Money – Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
I came to Lagos without a single kobo in my pocket. I got lucky by…
Esprit de coitus – Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
Men are not jealous beings. Forget whatever you read elsewhere. Go to any brothel and…
Come and meet The Bushman of Lagos -Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
My brother Isidore arrived Lagos from Onitsha one day and detook me out to a…
Did you hear about the Ashawo Riot in Ajegunle? – Uzor Maxim Uzoatu
I have seen many things in this Lagos, “many thing you no understand”, as Adaora…
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