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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
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
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.
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
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
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
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
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
WHEN THE SCREEN BECOMES THE SYRINGE: A TRUE-LIFE STORY OF DIGITAL AND SUBSTANCE ADDICTION
WHEN THE SCREEN BECOMES THE SYRINGE: A TRUE-LIFE STORY OF DIGITAL AND SUBSTANCE ADDICTION It was 3:15am. The blue light of a phone screen glowed against the darkness of the
RUNNING FROM THE STREETS: HOW FOOTBALL SAVED CHUKA FROM THE GRIP OF DRUGS
RUNNING FROM THE STREETS: HOW FOOTBALL SAVED CHUKA FROM THE GRIP OF DRUGS The first time Chuka laced a pair of football boots, the red dust of the community pitch