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WHEN DRUGS TORE MY FAMILY APART

WHEN DRUGS TORE MY FAMILY APART I remember the first time my brother, Chike, came home with bloodshot eyes. My mother thought he was just tired from work. But slowly,

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WHEN CHINEDU LOST HIS BOOKS TO THE STREETS 

WHEN CHINEDU LOST HIS BOOKS TO THE STREETS Chinedu was once the pride of his secondary school in Enugu. Bright, ambitious, and with dreams of becoming an engineer, he topped

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BROKEN ROADS, BROKEN LIVES: HOW DRUG ABUSE FUELS ROAD ACCIDENTS IN NIGERIA 

BROKEN ROADS, BROKEN LIVES: HOW DRUG ABUSE FUELS ROAD ACCIDENTS IN NIGERIA  On a cool evening in Abuja, Chioma clutched her mother’s hand tightly as they crossed the busy junction

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CHAINED TWICE: HOW DRUGS FEED HUMAN TRAFFICKING 

CHAINED TWICE: HOW DRUGS FEED HUMAN TRAFFICKING  The first time Amaka tasted “freedom,” it was laced with powder. She was only seventeen, sitting in a dimly lit room in Benin

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DRUG ABUSE AND HOMELESSNESS: A DANGEROUS CYCLE 

DRUG ABUSE AND HOMELESSNESS: A DANGEROUS CYCLE  On a rainy evening in the heart of Abuja, traffic roared along the expressway while commuters hurried home, shielding themselves from the downpour.

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THE SILENT BILL: COUNTING THE ECONOMIC COST OF DRUG ADDICTION IN AFRICA

THE SILENT BILL: COUNTING THE ECONOMIC COST OF DRUG ADDICTION IN AFRICA At first glance, Daniel looked like any other young man in his mid-twenties, bright-eyed, charming, and full of

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WHEN A SON IS LOST, A COMMUNITY BLEEDS 

WHEN A SON IS LOST, A COMMUNITY BLEEDS  In the heart of a bustling Nigerian neighbourhood, Amaka still sets a plate at the table for her first son, Chijioke. It

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THE NIGHT THE DRUMS FELL SILENT

THE NIGHT THE DRUMS FELL SILENT It was a small satellite community in the Federal Capital Territory, Abuja, by day, the streets rang with children’s laughter, and by night, with

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NO LONGER SCROLLING FOR ESCAPE, SCROLLING FOR SURVIVAL 

NO LONGER SCROLLING FOR ESCAPE, SCROLLING FOR SURVIVAL  I still remember the first time I typed my story into a blank post on Facebook. My hands shook, not because I

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WHEN THE MUSIC FADES: A TRUE-LIFE STORY ON DRUGS, GLAMOUR, AND HIDDEN SCARS

WHEN THE MUSIC FADES: A TRUE-LIFE STORY ON DRUGS, GLAMOUR, AND HIDDEN SCARS Amara still remembers the first time she tasted “the high.” It wasn’t in some dark alley or