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“This girl is my daughter,” the cleric says. “She’s only five. She got married last year… so why are you not ashamed to say you’re too young to marry?”

“I, too, believe where the wound lies in this picture postcard, and others like it, is the fact of the man’s death. That, necessarily, he is dead.”

“The next day I awoke with Beyonce’s voice in my throat. She says “tough love,” an oxymoron if there ever was one. Hate is easy; love that’s what tough.”

“The hustle in cities is distinct than in township settings; there is also more to be said about how the former contributes to an upward climb on the Bloom scale.”

“These were not times when Achebe would have imagined he would relocate permanently to the US.”

“Although produced under a low budget, Nollywood films had the desire to generate stories to which many Africans around the continent, scattered in their various forms of being, could relate.”

“Three months later, four black church girls would share Evers fate after Klansmen planted 19 sticks of dynamite on the threshold of God’s house.”

“What happens when discourses about slavery, tourism and celebration come together?”

“They mentioned my name among the dead. Moshood. Ademola Moshood. They stood on the podium, before a genuflecting crowd that had raised fists in the air”

“They used planks of wood, batons, canes, horsewhips, and so many other things that the two brothers could not see or make sense of. They mostly targeted their heads.”