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everyday, she put on a new face.

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here’s a boy who once cried, who once rolled his eyes when she said they’ll make him king but now he sits on a throne carved from neglected pines taken off a boat that washed up at the river of their ancenstral town.

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nkem. lagos fashion week ‘17.

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on this night, she would dance wildly to celebrate her freedom in a world that was set up to keep her confined.

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gwendolyn. chale wote street festival, ghana.

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zamo. chale wote festival, ghana.

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waiting for the one.

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a place that could not be found once held the memories of saints who grew up as friends bathing in a river dense with salt on afternoons that never seemed to end.

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their fate is to roam runways across the globe in 5-inch stilettos and clothes they could never afford while their stomachs chant hymns of hunger and every flash of the camera served to remind them that this was their fate.

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i woke up in barcelona. it was 2014 and i had no idea whose apartment i was in. but the bed felt warm and the air smelt like home and i had no reason to be anyhwere but here.

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rome, italy.

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ph. aug 2014.

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wearing lanre dasilva ajayi, at lagos fashion week 2016

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no one belongs here more than you do.

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she used to dream of leaving this place, but she had imagined it would be on her own terms with her pride intact and her plans set in stone. not driven out like a beast and exiled from a place she hated to call home.

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concoted stories ph. 2017

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on the day of her betrothal, she stood like a lamb waiting to be slain, swallowing the volcano of curses she wished to rain on her mother... but the sun was setting and the time had come when she had no choice but to surrender.

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#concoctedstories ph. feb ‘16

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forsaken treasures. lagos, nigeria.