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Every morning, Sadiq kicked his okada to life before the sun rose over Ibadan. Dust was his breakfast. Insults were his uniform.“Bike man, shift!”“Is this work?”Even old friends laughed when he passed. But hunger doesn’t laugh—it pushes. One rainy night, Sadiq carried a quiet passenger from Bodija to the outskirts of the city. The man paid triple and said...
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