THE HUSTLE

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I’m seated in the bus, trying to read Arinze’s story or Lesley. He’s at the entrance, telling whoever cares to listen, he’s stranded. He needs five hundred naira to return to Gbagada. I give him hundred naira and others contributed too. He leaves with seven hundred naira.

I left my cap at the bookshop. I drop.

***

I’m back, in another bus. He’s at the entrance again, repeating the same story. I stare at him and motion him to come. I remove my cap and smile.

“Bros no vex. Na the hustle”

“The hustle is real my brother” I reply.

-Victor Oluwadamilare Adedayo

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