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Forced To Fuck

FOREWORD: This is a very fantastic, university story that happened to my good friend, Lanre Swagg; I won’t mention the university where it happened; he asked me not to, I suppose,

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MY PROBLEM…AND MY SOLUTION

Love is a tricky thing. It varies in intensity and in the specificity of emotions. It is sometimes the most beautiful thing in the world and, at other times, it’s

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My Rebound Story

I still remember the first day I met Babangida. It was a sunny day, really hot. If you have ever lived or been to Gwagwalada on a sunny day, then

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Why Are We Our Own Worst Enemies?

I normally don’t mix business with pleasure, so I keep relationships at work formal, knowing where the lines are and drawing them clearly. I am nowhere near perfect, but I

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CONVERSION THERAPY

Today’s update will be Kito Diaries’ hundredth post. And to commemorate it, I wondered: what other write-up is suitable than something penned by Absalom? Here’s another thinker by Absalom. Read

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The Conversation HE Had With GOD

There was nothing memorable or extraordinary about the emergence of Gay Smith upon this blue planet. He, like the majority of human entities, was squirted from his mother’s nether after

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A LOT LIKE LOVE

FOREWORD: Everybody says I have to say something grand or do something drastic about yesterday’s furor. But I don’t. Not really. I just have a few things to say. No

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JAIL THE DEVILS, THEY SAID

Here’s something CeeCee wrote during the period that the Nigerian anti-gay bill was signed into law, and the furor this kicked up. Have a read, and let us know your

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BETTER SAFE THAN SORRY

He lives in Abuja…I stay in Lagos. We met on a generic gay dating site.  He had an elusive profile and I had a picture of my bum on mine.

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ABOKI, GIVE US WATER

After my youth service, I moved to the city of Abuja. In spite of the fact that I had lots of family members living comfortably who I could stay with,