Dirtiest Slap Ever
By Tunde Odesola Creating a soundscape similar to locomotive wheels in motion, the rapid footfalls of marching prisoners travel beyond the walls of National Prisons, Gashua: “Lef, rai! Lef, rai! Lef, rai!” the warder barks as numerous feet, rising and falling, left-right, thud the earth in unison, raising dust. “A-t-t-e-n-t-i-o-n!” As the prisoners’ feet come to a simultaneous halt at […]
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