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WICKED GAMES

His name is Ed. I’d known him on Facebook for years (we got acquainted in 2014), since when I was back in Owerri. And we had an online friendship where

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THE STOLEN APPOINTMENT

Two things: 1. You never know what your pussy is capable of until the right hand comes along. 2. I think I may have stolen somebody’s dick appointment. This story

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WELCOME TO THE WORLD

Honestly, adulthood is overrated. Ever since I started work, I haven’t had a life outside of it. It’s been work, work and some more work. But this isn’t a story

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EVERYDAY AND A MAN (Part 3)

Previously on Everyday And A Man… * “Oh no, I don’t fuck guys.” I don’t know what hit me first, that he said what he did or the way he said

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EVERYDAY AND A MAN (Part 2)

Previously on Everyday And A Man… * “Please, who’s this abeg?” I snapped at the unknown caller. “The sun is too hot and I don’t have the strength for this

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EVERYDAY AND A MAN

“Hian, where did everybody go? Abi na sleep dem dey sleep ni?” I wondered out loud as I swiped through Grindr. Tonight was particularly cold. The draft was brutal and

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EVERY MAN IS A HOMOSEXUAL FOR THE RIGHT PRICE

Around 2009, I had just relocated to Abuja and had moved in with a couple of my friends. They had a neighbour, a Calabar man who worked as a bricklayer.

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HOW KITO DIARIES CHANGED MY LIFE

You know how we think we’re living, yet we’re slowly dying? That was me in 2014. January saw the signing into law of the SSMPA, an act that led to

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HERE AND ALIVE (An Anniversary Dedication To Kito Diaries)

It was a peaceful morning with the gentle breeze blowing that day, which is ironic, given how very troubling that day was going to be. As a young adult with

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THE TRUTHS THAT DON’T SET YOU FREE

February 4, 2014 At the back seat of the Danfo where I am ensconced between my best friends, Moyo and Ekah, I sit still. I’d wanted the window seat so