” A conversation with mama Ubele” #Minority Contest
As i dragged my luggage into the belly of the empty room, I began to envisage life in a midst of deep green bush, cluttered sounds from disembodied creatures and interaction with these scarce souls. “Good morning sir, welcome to our house ooo. We don dey pray for neighbours to pack come this “domot” since.” … Continue reading ” A conversation with mama Ubele” #Minority Contest