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Presh Stories, Lagos (2025)

17/08/2025

The money is flowing… but so is the paranoia.

As Zino takes on a high-stakes job for Amara, a warning arrives from someone he thought was untouchable:
“Don’t trust anybody.”

A mysterious package. A video he can’t unsee. And now, Inspector Temi is getting closer.

The sharks are circling — and Zino is bleeding without knowing it.

🎥 Watch Episode 3 of MONKEY BUSINESS now 👇

16/08/2025

Zino steps deeper into the shadows when Remi introduces him to Chairman — the quiet man who runs Lagos’ digital underworld.

With the cold and watchful Amara testing his every move, Zino must prove himself on a job that could change his life… or end it.

In this world, trust is currency — and every friendship hides a knife.

🎥 Watch Episode 2 of MONKEY BUSINESS now 👇

15/08/2025

Zino was a first-class graduate with big dreams… until Lagos taught him that clean hands don’t pay bills.

One phone call from an old friend changed everything — and the boy who once wrote code for hope started building tools for ghosts.

This is how it began.

🎥 Watch Episode 1 of MONKEY BUSINESS now 👇
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01/08/2025

He said,
“Mum, this place will take good care of you.”
She smiled… but never saw him again for 6 months.

Every night, she picked up her diary.
She never stopped writing to him.
Until one day… he came back.

💔 This one will break your heart.

🎥 Watch till the end, link in comment...

28/07/2025

He Sent His Mum Away… But She Kept Writing to Him Every Night

He said,
“Mum, this place will take good care of you.”
She smiled… but never saw him again for 6 months.

Every night, she picked up her diary.
She never stopped writing to him.
Until one day… he came back.

💔 This one will break your heart.
🎥 Watch till the end.

27/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 26 – When Tenants Formed Football Team and Lost 11–0 To NEPA Staff

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Wahala start when one small boy from flat 4 shouted:

> “Uncle! NEPA people get football team!”

Chukwudi rub chin:

> “We sef go form team na. We dey fit!”

From there, compound meeting shift from “light bill” to “formation.”
Coach? Chukwudi.
Captain? Baba Success.
Striker? Mama Peace say her pikin go do it—even though the boy still dey bed-wet.

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Match day come.
Venue: That big dusty school field near express.

Our compound team wear mismatch:

One person wear Arsenal jersey

One wear agbada

One wear ‘Happy Birthday Daddy’ T-shirt

Baba Success? Wrapper and slippers. 😭

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Referee blow whistle.
NEPA staff come like demons.
Built. Serious. Fit.
One even remove jersey… muscles like transformer coil.

Ball start.
First 5 minutes?
Goal.
10th minute?
Another Goal.

By 30 minutes, we don chop 5.

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Mama Peace run enter field:

> “Oya bring my pikin! Na wetin be this?! Dem wan kill am?”

Pikin dey cry:

> “Mummy I no do again! Their leg too strong!”

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Second half come.
We beg referee to reduce time.
Refuse.

Final score?
11–0.
Shame hold us like handcuff.

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After match, NEPA staff hand us small paper:

> “Outstanding Bill: ₦137,500. Pay before Friday.”

Chukwudi whisper:

> “Dem just use goal remind us say we dey owe.”

Since then, no more compound football team.
We now play “table soccer” inside with bottle cap.
.. To be continued!

27/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 25 – When Baba Success Stopped Rain With Red Oil and Palm Frond

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Ah!
That Sunday afternoon ehn…
Wedding reception dey inside compound.
One of our tenants—Sade—been dey do her “small but mighty” celebration.
She even rent canopy join.

DJ dey. Jollof dey. Chicken dey.
Rain cloud dey too.

Big black one. Like spiritual warning.

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People begin murmur:

> “This rain go fall o.”
“Na today be today…”
“Better pack the cake enter inside.”

Suddenly, Baba Success stand up.
Old man wear only singlet and wrapper.

He shout:

> “Rain no go fall!”

We think he just dey motivate us.
Until… he waka enter room…
Come back with palm frond, one red cup, and bottle of red oil.

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He raise hand like Moses for Bible:

> “I say—if this rain fall, make thunder bend my TV antenna!!”

We quiet.

He pour red oil for ground.

He use palm frond draw something like chicken scratch.

Then he spit three times and scream:

> “Gerrout from here, Rain!!!”

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At that moment…

Thunder crack.
Wind blow.
Rain do like it wan fall.

Then suddenly…

The cloud pass.
Just like that.

Dry.

Everywhere dry.

Even DJ pause:

> “Rain no come again o! Baba Success dey!”

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Sade hug am like prophet.

People begin drop ₦100, ₦200 for Baba Success “rain prevention ministry.”

Someone say:

> “Oga, come stop rain for my shop next week abeg.”

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Since that day…

Whenever rain cloud appear, children go shout:

> “Baba Success!! Bring your red oil o!!”

And if you pass his room, you go see palm frond tied like amulet on the door.
Whether na coincidence or jazz — nobody argue.
.. To be continued!

27/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 24 – When Chukwudi Formed Prophet and Tried to Deliver a Tenant from “Marriage Spirit”

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You see Chukwudi?
Normally, he be barber.
But once 10PM reach, he turns to part-time prophet.
Call himself “Apostle Fire For Wire.”

Yes, Fire for Wire.
Because his prophecy dey spark anyhow. ⚡

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So this night, after light came back, he hold compound vigil.
Only two people attend:

Mama Peace (who thought they were sharing free puff puff)

Ngozi (who just wanted to monitor the nonsense)

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He start with shouting:

> “There is a sister here! You are battling with spirit of ‘I-will-never-marry!’”

Everyone turn look Ngozi.

Why?
She’s 34. Single. And has slapped two men who tried to toast her.

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Chukwudi go close to her like CCTV:

> “Sister, I see a ring in the spirit realm. But it’s not wedding ring o… it’s handcuff!”

Ngozi stand up:

> “You say wetin? Handcuff ke?! Prophet beware!”

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He no fear.
He begin dramatic prayer:

> “Every husband inside bottle! I break the bottle! I break the bottle!!”

He pick Eva water, pour am on Ngozi head.

Ngozi shout:

> “Jesus! You dey baptize me or fight me?!”

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The water enter her eyes.
She push him.
He fall back land inside offering bowl.
₦45 gone.

Mama Peace wheeze laugh from back.

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Next morning?

Chukwudi printed fliers:
“Deliverance Service This Friday – Featuring Apostle Fire For Wire.”

Ngozi tore them all.

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Since then, Chukwudi reduced his prophecy to his barber shop.
He only predicts hairline now.
.. To be continued!

26/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 23 – The Day a Tenant Called NEPA to Arrest Mama Peace

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If you think NEPA only cuts light…
Wait till you hear how one tenant used them for revenge.

Yes, revenge o.
Over stealing of socket.

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It started when Mama Peace suddenly began enjoying constant light.
While the rest of us? Darkness like village shrine.

You charge phone, NEPA go off.
Mama Peace plug iron, light go on.

Suspicious, right?

One sharp guy, Emeka from Room 4, decide to investigate.

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He traced wires like FBI.
Climbed ceiling, crawled like lizard, carried small torch.

After 15 minutes, he shouted:

> “Everybody come o! Mama Peace don thief light!!!”

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We gathered.
Sweat. Wrapper. Confusion.

Turns out…

Mama Peace tapped her room wire directly to NEPA pole behind compound.
No meter. No bill. No shame.

She’d been using her own “federal allocation” of light for 3 months straight!

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She say:

> “Una dey suffer, me I dey shine. Is it my fault your own fuse no get anointing?”

Ngozi burst:

> “Anointing kill you there! So you dey charge power bank while we dey roast like suya?!”

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That’s how Emeka vex.
Instead of fight…

He called NEPA office.

Told them illegal connection and mentioned “fire hazard” and “community danger.”

Next day?
White van arrived like FBI.
Four men in uniform.

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They checked the line.
Confirmed the theft.

When they tried to disconnect, Mama Peace shouted:

> “You touch am, you die! I know my right!”

Officer replied:

> “We know our law.”

They pulled wire.
Pulled fuse.
Pulled her pride.

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She was fined ₦120,000.
Said she’ll pay in 300-year instalments.

Since then, whenever NEPA van pass, she closes window and off light by force.

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As for Emeka?

He’s now our unofficial NEPA agent.

Fear him.
.. To be continued!

26/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 22 – When Baba Success Claimed the New Tenant Was His Reincarnated Wife

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You see Baba Success?
If nonsense was a person, it’s him in full regalia.

This time?

He said the new tenant — one fine girl from Akwa Ibom — was his late wife… come back in another body.

No joke.

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Her name was Joy.

Fair, quiet, minded her business.
Moved into Room 7, paid 1 year upfront.

First day she entered compound, Baba Success freeze.
He drop Bible.
Tears full his eye.

He said:

> “Oghenekevwe? Is that you?! You’ve returned to me… in a smaller body!”

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We all confuse.

Ngozi whisper:

> “Who be Oghenekevwe again?”

Mama Gift reply:

> “Him dead wife. The one wey dey beat am for church before she die.”

Joy stood there, holding her bag and one cooler of soup.
Very lost.

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Baba Success kneel down for her front.

> “My love… you said you’d come back. And here you are, room 7! 7 is the number of perfection! Glory!”

Joy replied:

> “Sir… please get up. I no be your wife o. I don’t even know you.”

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Did Baba Success stop?

No.
He started following her up and down like love-struck puppy.

Wrote her a letter:

> “My spirit recognise your soul. The Lord confirm it in my dream. Let us continue our journey.”

Joy showed Mama Peace.
Mama Peace nearly faint from laughter.

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Meeting was called.

Mama Cynthia shout:

> “You wan marry spiritual wife abi you wan collect new tenant rent?”

Uncle Dele added:

> “Next thing, you go say rat wey bite your toe last night na your uncle.”

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Joy moved out 3 weeks later.
Left quietly.

As for Baba Success?

He wear black for 7 days.

Say he dey mourn "her second death."

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And we?

We bought him Fanta and told him to rest.

Because delusion is not ministry.
.. To be continued!

26/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 21 – The Morning Tenants Woke Up to See a Cow Tied Inside the Bathroom

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E go shock you say toilet dey smell like abattoir?

Because that’s exactly what happened.

That fateful Sunday morning, 6:45am sharp…

Mama Peace shouted from backyard:

> “WHO PUT COW INSIDE BATHROOM?!”

At first, we thought it was insult.
You know—“You dey behave like cow.”

But no.
Real cow.
Black and white.
Chewing nylon calmly inside the public bathroom.

Tied to the shower pipe like say e dey boarding school.

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I peeped in.

Cow looked at me.

I looked at cow.

We both confused.

How you explain waking up to go bathe before church…
Only to find a living, breathing, mooing creature blocking your bucket?

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We called a meeting.

Tenants gathered with confusion and wrapper.
Nobody confess.

Until Chukwudi walked in with broom, wearing gloves, saying:

> “Make una shift! I wan clean my animal.”

Your what?

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He say e buy cow yesterday for Thanksgiving sacrifice.
But no space in his one-room apartment.

So he lock am in bathroom for the Lord.

Ngozi nearly faint:

> “So I dey use cow-urine water wash my face yesterday?!”

Mama Gift scream:

> “And I use that same bathroom brush my teeth! Chukwudi you are MAD!!!”

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Chukwudi tried to defend himself:

> “Is it not holy animal? I even play gospel music for am overnight!”

Baba Success joined:

> “That cow look spiritually possessed. I saw it wink at me!”

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Police no come.
Because this one pass their jurisdiction.

Instead?

We banned Chukwudi from anything animal or kitchen for 3 months.

The cow was relocated to his room.
It jumped out window next day.

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As for the bathroom?

E no recover.

Till today, it still smells like apology and beef.
.. To be continued!

24/07/2025

THE LANDLORD THAT SOLD HIMSELF

Episode 20 – The Night Mama Cynthia Locked Her Room… And Forgot Her Baby Inside

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Peace don return small.
Mosquito even started greeting us again.

But that night?

We almost broke down door with prayer and confusion.

It all started at 7:43pm.

Mama Cynthia wore wrapper, tied scarf like soldier going war.

She rushed out, shouting:

> “I forget something! I forget something!”

We thought it was pepper on fire.
Or pot on gas.

Only for her to scream:

> “My pikin dey inside! I lock am inside! Jesus!!!”

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Ehehn.

Fear gripped compound.

Ngozi drop her corn.
Uncle Dele remove slippers to run faster.
Even Baba Success forgot his Bible verse.

The baby was barely one year old.
Quiet child.
Didn’t even cry.

But now?
We started hearing small “ehh ehn” from inside.

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Mama Cynthia collapse on floor.

> “Jehovah I’m finished!! Break the door!!”

But the door be like bank vault.
Iron rod plus padlock plus her husband’s "security innovation."

Baba Success tried prayer:

> “Lord, send Angel Michael to open—”

Mama Peace shout:

> “Oga, shift!”

Uncle Dele brought hammer.

Chukwudi came with cutlass.

Why?

Nobody knows.

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They tried everything.

Hammer.
Screwdriver.
Even spiritual tongue.

Door no gree.

Till Mama Gift whisper:

> “The window na slide… make we try.”

Two boys scaled wall.
Removed curtain.
One squeezed inside through small gap.

He passed baby out like he was smuggling gold from Dubai.

We clapped.

Mama Cynthia cried, rolled, hugged everyone, even kissed Chukwudi by mistake.

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By 9pm?

Baby drank two cups of water, burped, and slept like landlord.

As for the door?

Still locked.

Till today.
.. To be continued!

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