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Omo My Eye Shine
<p>The year was 2010/2011. Me and my Nokia C3-00.</p><p>That time, Java phones still dey on point. 100kb games, EDGE browsing wey feel like lightning (omo, things were slow o). Carrying that phone back then was a whole lifestyle.</p><p>See me feeling myself na… anyway, that's by the way.</p><p>Our story starts the day guy man go buy fuel. I no know why our pockets sabi dey loose that period.</p><p>I carry my empty jerrycan enter taxi, sure say my phone dey my pocket.</p><p>Na so I drop for Oando along Mothercat, Trans-Amadi. As I dey come down, I check my pocket…</p><p>Heartbreak.</p><p>Phone don slip out.</p><p>Omo, my eye shine. Fever catch me, throat dry once. And the taximan don go far.</p><p>I chase that taxi like Temple Run, from Oando straight reach GTBank area, dey pray say somebody go stop am for where taxi no dey stop. When e finally stop, na wrong taxi. I wan mad.</p><p>Na so C3-00 and my 100kb games waka go. Chai, heartbreak.</p>

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