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8 days ago

THE LOVE STORY THAT BIRTHED BLESSING In the beautiful city of Kaduna, famously referred to as the Crocodile City, there lived an astonishing girl named Eve. Eve was in her final year in secondary school; she was…

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7 days ago

Why I Stopped Waiting for Perfection I sat at my desk staring at the open laptop. The deadline was midnight. The document was still unfinished. This wasn’t a new situation for me. I had known about the task for…

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15 days ago

Somewhere Between Then And Now. The little antique shop was sitting quietly at the corner of Adeola Street. It was almost hidden between a tailoring shop and a provisions store, most people walked by without…

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15 days ago

Movies & TV Shows

My opinion about Megan [ENG/ESP] Hi everyone, lately I've been dusting off those memories of movies I've already seen to organize what I want to watch and avoid giving my opinion, and i

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about 5 hours ago

Action Over Perfection I stared at the email for minutes before I decided to click send. It wasn’t urgent. It wasn’t even critical. But it was important to me. I had been working on a project for…

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12 days ago

I Wasn’t Sure, But I Answered I sat there staring at the paper in front of me, my pen resting between my fingers. One question was left. I had been doing well so far. The test wasn’t easy, but it wasn’t…

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14 days ago

It Was Only a 30-Minute Walk I looked at the clock on my wall and sighed. I was already late. That morning, I had promised myself I would go for a walk before starting my day. Nothing serious. Just thirty…

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19 days ago

I Saw the Mistake and Said Nothing The room was quiet when the manager asked the question. “Does anyone see a problem with this plan? I did. My heart started beating fast. I had noticed the mistake earlier…

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24 days ago

The Weight of Small Things The bus was late again. People complained. I didn’t. I had learned that complaining never made the bus arrive faster. An old man stood beside me at the stop every morning.…

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28 days ago

THE MOTEL OF LOST SOULS | FICTION | (EN-ES) Image created in Artguru That night on the highway, the rain pounded against the windshield of a moving vehicle

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