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BEING BRUNO (Episode 9)

Past “Doctor, Ọ gịnị n’eme nwa mụ nwoke? What is happening to my son?” Your grandma’s eyes were trained keenly on the middle-aged doctor, like she couldn’t tear her gaze

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SIX – 7

My name is Olupeka Bernard. I come from a middle-class family that includes just my father and I. I came out to him some years ago. Believe me when I

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SIX – 6

I was just getting out of my Uber ride when my phone vibrated in my jeans pocket. I ignored it as I slowly found my way into the radio station

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BEAUTIFUL SINNERS (Episode 13)

Previously on BEAUTIFUL SINNERS… * I sat on the lumpy sofa as I watched the nurse take my blood. I had done this a number of times before; getting a

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SIX – 5

The press conference was about to start. The media was already snapping their teeth, latching on to the seedy reports flying around about Kareem’s sexuality. Even the Nigeria Football Federation

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BEING BRUNO (Episode 8)

PAST Each generation has something to be thankful for. For your grandfather, it was the coming of the white men with formal education. For your father, it was Michael Jackson

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SIX – 4

“Maybe you should sleep with him,” Mundi said out of the blue, as if it was the brightest, groundbreaking solution of the moment. Feeling the urge to drench him with

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BEING BRUNO (Episode 7)

Previously on BEING BRUNO… * PAST There is a place where people go to when they feel like they have nowhere else to go. When they feel like humans have

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SIX – 3

The heavy bass pulsed through the living room as I stepped to the beat of Nelly’s Cluck, Cluck. The blue lights in Derin’s living room gave the room a club-like

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SIX – 2

When my desk phone rang around 10 am that morning, I’d sighed with relief. The report on the Sport Conference from the week before, where I’d represented my radio station,