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The Love Escapades of a Broke Guy 3

   Immediately the worship session ended, I picked up my bible, I headed for the exit not without taking another gaze at sister Mary, My heart always missed a beat any time I stared at her, I have never felt this way towards any other woman, although I have had a fair share of women in my life. As I exited the church through the side door, I could hear a short female usher whisper to another female usher “ no ask am where him dey go o, just leave am make him dey go, him never wait till service go finish before ”, from the direction of their eyes I could tell they were talking about me. I smiled to myself “ wetin concern dem with my own matter ”. Growing up was hard, my dad’s stroking and drinking habits ensured it was. Till his death, he didn't really gain control of his left hand after Baba Titi nearly took it off. He couldn't get his life back on track even with many persuasions from friends and family, he got deeper into stroking and alcohol. Funny as it may sound, my fathe

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