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Tope Salaudeen-Adegoke

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A Travel Playlist: The Music of My Journey to Dakar by Tọ́pẹ́ Salaudeen-Adégòkè

‘The music you travel with helps you to create your own internal weather.’ –Teju Cole; Known and Strange Things I: Confusion Na Quench It all began with an acute anxiety commonly associated with departures – probably it should be entered in a psychiatry textbook as travel anxiety, if it hasn’t been already. I had also exhibited the foolery of drinking a bottle of Pepsi late the previous night. The combination…

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A Bridge Between Learning and Mourning by Tọ́pẹ́ Salaudeen-Adégòkè

For a moment, I complimented myself on timing my arrival when I saw the heavy traffic on the other lane of the Third Mainland Bridge – sense will not kuku kill me. It was night, the rush hour of Lagos traffic. Traffic was free on my lane – towards Lagos Island – like a deserted highway. The other side was a gridlock of people getting away from the Island, characteristic…

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Of Secret Loves and Gods of Flesh by Tope Salaudeen-Adegoke

      The loves we share with a city are often secret loves. – Albert Camus; ‘Summers in Algiers’ from The Myth of Sisyphus and Other Essays. The beauty of a city is ascertained at night; a night is a beautician which costumes and, most of the times, prettifies its landscapes. When the fussiness of transaction is laid to rest somewhere in the pulse of a city and the last spatter…

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Eating the Moon in the Middle of a Small Town by Tope Salaudeen-Adegoke

That restlessness that prompt many travellers to seek out a void is usually an indication of being at ease; and to be really at ease, they become one with a road. Homesickness, in Hans Christian Andersen’s thought, ‘is a feeling that many know and suffer from; I on the other hand feel a pain less known, and its name is out-sickness‘. I was suffering from this out-sickness (though the previous…

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