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IN THE BUSINESS OF HEARTS

Earlier this year, I was casually dating someone – let’s call him X. It ended up not going anywhere, primarily because of the baggage he appeared to be carrying from

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Who Are The Church’s Victims?

Pastor Abel Damina’s sermon where he calls out the church for being responsible for Sammie Okposo’s death is making the rounds on social media. I watched the video, and I

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What About The Gays In Our Parents’ Generation?

You know how you’ll start thinking one thing, and then it’ll cascade and before you know it, you’re ending up in a different thought process than the one you started

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THE OGBANJE YOU SEE

Well, this is a first. A hookup comes over to my place. I go to meet him at the junction, and as we walk back to my house, he glances

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A NIGERIAN FROM GRINDR

We met on Grindr. His name is X. After a brief conversation, we moved to WhatsApp. We conversed for a bit there, firming up our acquaintanceship. When I mentioned that

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THE ZOOM CALL

The meeting was on an afternoon Zoom call. I was part of a group who’d be getting interviewed for a segment that’d be put on a virtual pride event in

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The Facility Directory For Our Community Is Now Available

Earlier this year in June, we made a post requesting for your participation in helping with a project being conducted by Center for Health Education and Vulnerable Support (CHEVS), a

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TAKING THINGS SERIOUS

So I hooked up with this guy awhile ago. He was quite good in the sack, with endless energy; made me cum twice in a row, something that hadn’t happened

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THE TERROR OF A GAY MAN

When we left the guesthouse for our night of karaoke fun that evening, we were all in high spirits. We were dressed to kill, all hoochie shorts, cropped tops and

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BRAND NEW

I wore my PRIDE-emblazoned T-shirt out that day, and the conversation that ensued was simple. We were standing in the elevator, me on one side, and the two of them,