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PARADIGM SHIFT 2.
PARADIGM SHIFT 2.
The Uber man went ahead to describe something out of the coming to America movie and yes, it included the massages and food for the Gods. Breakfast, lunch and dinner, and all in-betweens, there were barbers and chefs in their kitchen. Everything was just a dream to him as he lives in Lagos with his three brothers in a one room and palour space. They lodged in on Friday evening, and by Saturday night, the driver said his own accent had changed.
“Money will embarrass you and make you lose yourself, ma, I didn’t recognize how fresh I looked, and I kept checking myself out in the mirror. I drove my friend out to the neighboring university and we didn’t need to do much as my American friend’s father left a huge car at the hotel to our disposal. We didn’t need to say anything to pick four of the best girls at the school for hook up or whatever its called. But ma, they practically moved in with us after the first night.”
Madam, he continued.
“There was always money, money, money, his dollars changes were like a bucket of Naira. I now understood the life of the rich man with two peaceful wives. I finally experienced what they call threesome. I understood why the politicians will never want to ever leave their posts. I now understood why these people embezzle public moneys. I was waking up inbetween two beautiful human female who think I am from the States. I had to hold on to my acquired accent like a life saving branch when falling from the highest mountain. This was the actual life inside this life. Inside my giddily happy mind, I kept calculating the time we had booked-In at the hotel, which is to Sunday morning.
He mused again and shook his bushy mane of hair:
“Ma, all the way from not wanting to travel out of Lagos State to wishing this phenomenal time of my lifetime never comes to an end. I couldn’t even reconcile my life in this amazing one week to my actual life as a hustling uber driver in Lagos, living in a shanty location like Mafoluku in Oshodi. In the morning, after all the hot things with my two sweet things and the Hotel pampering, I will drive my American dream to the palace to have a seat in with his father and then after about three...
The Uber man went ahead to describe something out of the coming to America movie and yes, it included the massages and food for the Gods. Breakfast, lunch and dinner, and all in-betweens, there were barbers and chefs in their kitchen. Everything was just a dream to him as he lives in Lagos with his three brothers in a one room and palour space. They lodged in on Friday evening, and by Saturday night, the driver said his own accent had changed.
“Money will embarrass you and make you lose yourself, ma, I didn’t recognize how fresh I looked, and I kept checking myself out in the mirror. I drove my friend out to the neighboring university and we didn’t need to do much as my American friend’s father left a huge car at the hotel to our disposal. We didn’t need to say anything to pick four of the best girls at the school for hook up or whatever its called. But ma, they practically moved in with us after the first night.”
Madam, he continued.
“There was always money, money, money, his dollars changes were like a bucket of Naira. I now understood the life of the rich man with two peaceful wives. I finally experienced what they call threesome. I understood why the politicians will never want to ever leave their posts. I now understood why these people embezzle public moneys. I was waking up inbetween two beautiful human female who think I am from the States. I had to hold on to my acquired accent like a life saving branch when falling from the highest mountain. This was the actual life inside this life. Inside my giddily happy mind, I kept calculating the time we had booked-In at the hotel, which is to Sunday morning.
He mused again and shook his bushy mane of hair:
“Ma, all the way from not wanting to travel out of Lagos State to wishing this phenomenal time of my lifetime never comes to an end. I couldn’t even reconcile my life in this amazing one week to my actual life as a hustling uber driver in Lagos, living in a shanty location like Mafoluku in Oshodi. In the morning, after all the hot things with my two sweet things and the Hotel pampering, I will drive my American dream to the palace to have a seat in with his father and then after about three...
