RUDE AWAKENING
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Morning broke a little too soon; it always does in Lagos. I stretched on my bed some more, unwilling to rise just yet – It felt like I hadn’t had up to three hours of sleep. But the damned alarm wouldn’t stop sounding. Sleepily, I moved my hand to the top of my bedside drawer where the alarm clock was sitting, picked it up and peeked through half-opened lids; I couldn’t believe my eyes,

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