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I Hope Lagos Is Everything You Prayed For
Dear x,
I hope Lagos is everything you prayed for. Seeing how you left the confines of the small town to join the rat race. I hope the smell from the rubbish heap did not leave you rethinking your decision the moment you arrived at Ojota motor park.
You will never get used to the attacking smells that are spread around the city; you will not be able to overlook it either. Heck, it might even leave you mad and frustrated with tears in your eyes. But do not allow the tears to cloud your vision; you need to see clearly so you do not step on shit (both literal and figurative) with your shoes.
Don't allow the Danfo buses to scare you. Well, maybe just a little, because those buses are overused and under-serviced. But I guess you will be stuck with them for now if you need a fast commute. Be careful while jumping in and out so the rusted parts of the bus, which are poking everywhere, do not hurt you, or worse, poke holes in your clothes. Now, that would be a bummer.
You will encounter the 'dons' of the city. No, I am not talking about the government or the street urchins who are just like you, trying to make a living. Except, you get to work while they collect their share of your earnings (hard-earned) from you silently. Be smart, and you will not fall prey to them.
The "dons" I am referring to are the house agents. Since you…
