Alice's povNigeria, Lagos state, Ikorudu street, twenty twenty one, august eleventh, Saturday, nine pm.It was raining, August eleventh when I made my way out of the car and tried finding the bar I was sent to. I fingered my clothes as I nervously followed Tade to the bush bar. I shouldn't be doing this, I knew that. I shouldn't have let Tade cajole me into this gang shit, I knew that damn well but I couldn't turn back. My body trembled, probably from the chilling rain or most likely the fear of getting killed or caught but my mind couldn't back out. I needed a fix so bad, I didn't mind what I was about to do, or the consequences of them. Tade, being shorter than I was, easily entere
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