• From zero to launch. Tech isn’t just a career—it’s a mindset. #passion #attendance #aduloju70
    From zero to launch. Tech isn’t just a career—it’s a mindset. #passion #attendance #aduloju70
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  • My neighbour just finished writing a book on "HOW TO MAKE MONEY"
    Now he needs money to publish it.
    I told him to read the book

    #Apostles of memes
    #memeslord
    My neighbour just finished writing a book on "HOW TO MAKE MONEY" Now he needs money to publish it. I told him to read the book😂 #Apostles of memes #memeslord
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  • #Discipline
    THE SECRET OF A SLAY QUEEN WHO ONLY SLEEPS WITH MAD MEN

    Her name was Maliya—fierce, bold, unapologetically beautiful. On the outside, she was every man’s fantasy and every woman’s envy. Slay queen by title, heartbreaker by reputation. But what nobody knew was that behind her polished nails, heavy makeup, and thousand-dollar shoes was a twisted obsession—one that could ruin her life forever. Maliya didn’t sleep with rich politicians, or musicians, or sugar daddies. No. Her secret desire was far darker. She only felt true lust for men society called “mad.” The street wanderers. The mentally unstable. The forgotten souls. The kind who talked to the air, laughed at nothing, and roamed in tattered rags. She believed madness held a kind of freedom no rich man could ever give her.

    At night, when her friends were clubbing or posting half-naked pictures online, Maliya would sneak out in disguise. She wore an oversized hoodie, no makeup, just a scarf. She’d go behind the abandoned rail tracks where she knew one of them always slept. His name was Dogo. People said he had once been a brilliant university professor before something snapped in his head. Now he danced naked in the streets and barked like a dog. But to Maliya, Dogo was beautiful. She brought him food, bathed him, whispered to him, and made love to him like he was a king. And the terrifying part? He remembered her name. Every single time. “Maliya,” he would say, looking into her soul with eyes that once knew more than the world allowed. “They’ll never understand you, but I do.”

    She thought no one knew. Until one day, her closest friend, Anita, followed her. Anita had always suspected something strange about Maliya’s behavior. So when she saw Maliya sneaking behind the slums, she trailed her—and what she found left her speechless. Maliya on her knees, feeding a mad man with such devotion it almost looked holy. Anita tried to confront her. “Are you sick in the head? What if someone finds out? Your brand, your endorsements, your family—everything will be gone!” Maliya didn’t flinch. “I’m already gone, Anita. I’ve been gone since I was twelve and I watched my stepfather beat my mother to death and everyone called him a pastor. Madness feels safer than sanity to me.”

    Anita backed off. She didn’t understand, but she knew better than to question a pain she couldn’t imagine. But secrets don’t stay buried. A vlogger spotted Maliya a few days later, in her disguise, embracing another mad man near the river. The video went viral within hours. “Famous Slay Queen Seen Kissing Lunatic,” the headlines read. Her followers dropped. Brands cut ties. Her family disowned her. But strangely, she didn’t cry. She laughed. Laughed louder than ever before. Because now—finally—she didn’t have to hide. She took Dogo and two other mad men, moved into a remote area outside the city, and built a shelter for the mentally ill. She named it “The Free Mind.”

    But what she didn’t know was that one of the men she loved—one of the supposed “mad” men—wasn’t mad at all. He was a billionaire’s son hiding from a murderous conspiracy. And everything was about to change.

    To be continued....
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    #Discipline THE SECRET OF A SLAY QUEEN WHO ONLY SLEEPS WITH MAD MEN Her name was Maliya—fierce, bold, unapologetically beautiful. On the outside, she was every man’s fantasy and every woman’s envy. Slay queen by title, heartbreaker by reputation. But what nobody knew was that behind her polished nails, heavy makeup, and thousand-dollar shoes was a twisted obsession—one that could ruin her life forever. Maliya didn’t sleep with rich politicians, or musicians, or sugar daddies. No. Her secret desire was far darker. She only felt true lust for men society called “mad.” The street wanderers. The mentally unstable. The forgotten souls. The kind who talked to the air, laughed at nothing, and roamed in tattered rags. She believed madness held a kind of freedom no rich man could ever give her. At night, when her friends were clubbing or posting half-naked pictures online, Maliya would sneak out in disguise. She wore an oversized hoodie, no makeup, just a scarf. She’d go behind the abandoned rail tracks where she knew one of them always slept. His name was Dogo. People said he had once been a brilliant university professor before something snapped in his head. Now he danced naked in the streets and barked like a dog. But to Maliya, Dogo was beautiful. She brought him food, bathed him, whispered to him, and made love to him like he was a king. And the terrifying part? He remembered her name. Every single time. “Maliya,” he would say, looking into her soul with eyes that once knew more than the world allowed. “They’ll never understand you, but I do.” She thought no one knew. Until one day, her closest friend, Anita, followed her. Anita had always suspected something strange about Maliya’s behavior. So when she saw Maliya sneaking behind the slums, she trailed her—and what she found left her speechless. Maliya on her knees, feeding a mad man with such devotion it almost looked holy. Anita tried to confront her. “Are you sick in the head? What if someone finds out? Your brand, your endorsements, your family—everything will be gone!” Maliya didn’t flinch. “I’m already gone, Anita. I’ve been gone since I was twelve and I watched my stepfather beat my mother to death and everyone called him a pastor. Madness feels safer than sanity to me.” Anita backed off. She didn’t understand, but she knew better than to question a pain she couldn’t imagine. But secrets don’t stay buried. A vlogger spotted Maliya a few days later, in her disguise, embracing another mad man near the river. The video went viral within hours. “Famous Slay Queen Seen Kissing Lunatic,” the headlines read. Her followers dropped. Brands cut ties. Her family disowned her. But strangely, she didn’t cry. She laughed. Laughed louder than ever before. Because now—finally—she didn’t have to hide. She took Dogo and two other mad men, moved into a remote area outside the city, and built a shelter for the mentally ill. She named it “The Free Mind.” But what she didn’t know was that one of the men she loved—one of the supposed “mad” men—wasn’t mad at all. He was a billionaire’s son hiding from a murderous conspiracy. And everything was about to change. To be continued.... Written by Real Life Stories Follow Bleeding pen for more
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  • Be a blessing to others no matter how small and not just bigger.
    #50 grandnut can gv U a good name..
    #Attendance
    #olufaderomi
    #Team E
    Be a blessing to others no matter how small and not just bigger. #50 grandnut can gv U a good name.. #Attendance #olufaderomi #Team E
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  • SOMETIMES, NO MATTER HOW NICE YOU ARE,
    HOW KIND YOU ARE,
    HOW CARING YOU ARE,
    HOW LOVING YOU ARE,
    HOW EDUCATED YOU ARE,
    IT JUST ISN'T ENOUGH FOR SOME PEOPLE.

    #PASSION
    #PADDYLAY
    SOMETIMES, NO MATTER HOW NICE YOU ARE, HOW KIND YOU ARE, HOW CARING YOU ARE, HOW LOVING YOU ARE, HOW EDUCATED YOU ARE, IT JUST ISN'T ENOUGH FOR SOME PEOPLE. #PASSION #PADDYLAY
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  • A prototype is worth a thousand meetings. Show, don’t just tell. #aduloju70 #passion
    A prototype is worth a thousand meetings. Show, don’t just tell. 🖥️ #aduloju70 #passion
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  • My wallet has just increased again
    Thank you David Ekanem
    #PeaceOfMind appreciates
    My wallet has just increased again 💃 💃 Thank you [iamdajek] #PeaceOfMind appreciates
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  • HOW WAS YOUR DAY

    It's a beautiful and lovely tuesday evening,

    some are back from work, some are still at work, some are on their way back.

    But however, I just hope today was meaningful and productive for us all.
    For me it's been an amazing day and I hope it's same for you.

    I really want to know how your day went, so pls give me an emoji that best describes how your day went.

    And don't forget that I Love You
    NAKUPENDA MY PEOPLE

    #GRACE Liberty Wealth
    HOW WAS YOUR DAY 😊😊 It's a beautiful and lovely tuesday evening, some are back from work, some are still at work, some are on their way back. But however, I just hope today was meaningful and productive for us all. For me it's been an amazing day and I hope it's same for you. I really want to know how your day went, so pls give me an emoji that best describes how your day went. And don't forget that I Love You NAKUPENDA MY PEOPLE #GRACE [LilyWealth]
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  • History: A Guide to the Present and the Future.

    The study of the past to understand the present and predict the future is the sole purpose of history. Yet, it is quite unfortunate that many who study history fail to learn its lessons.

    Time and time again, century after century, people keep making the same mistakes their forefathers made. They pass down these mistakes—knowingly or unknowingly—to their children, who in turn pass them to the next generation.

    Historical mistakes don’t just lie in matters of health; they affect all aspects of life. A society that doesn’t learn from history is bound to keep moving in circles, repeating old patterns and handing them over to future generations.

    So, learn from history. Don’t just memorize historical names and dates. Understand the why, the how, and the consequences. History is the study of the past, to understand the present and predict the future.

    So do you just know history and not learn the lessons?

    #grace
    #julietchinenyenwaalex
    History: A Guide to the Present and the Future. The study of the past to understand the present and predict the future is the sole purpose of history. Yet, it is quite unfortunate that many who study history fail to learn its lessons. Time and time again, century after century, people keep making the same mistakes their forefathers made. They pass down these mistakes—knowingly or unknowingly—to their children, who in turn pass them to the next generation. Historical mistakes don’t just lie in matters of health; they affect all aspects of life. A society that doesn’t learn from history is bound to keep moving in circles, repeating old patterns and handing them over to future generations. So, learn from history. Don’t just memorize historical names and dates. Understand the why, the how, and the consequences. History is the study of the past, to understand the present and predict the future. So do you just know history and not learn the lessons? #grace #julietchinenyenwaalex
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  • I created this post using Nakupenda app. Guys the app is working perfectly fine, if you need to app just drop "I need it" in the comments section
    I created this post using Nakupenda app. Guys the app is working perfectly fine, if you need to app just drop "I need it" in the comments section
    "It was the most difficult time" Chizzy Alichi announces she's welcomed son and discloses medical struggles.

    #PeaceOfMind
    #highlights
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  • My girlfriend invited me to her house today, we have been dating for a while now but I have never for ones visited her.

    But of course, she has visited me ones in a while, Today I decided to visit her. When I reached the address she told me. I saw my woman dress in shots, she came to pick me up from the gate where the uber dropped me.

    Is your parents home? I asked her immediately I came down from the uber and we headed to the house.
    Ndolo
    They ain't home yet, but they will come back later. Make your self comfortable. She said immediately we entered the house.

    Such a nice house I said. she smiled at me and went to the kitchen. Minutes later she brought a plate of spaghetti for me. My girl sure knows how to spoil me with food.
    Ndolo
    As a gentleman I started eating the spaghetti, very delicious. My girlfriend had already gone back inside the room to get water for me. But as I was eating the spaghetti, my phone rang, and it was my girlfriend calling.

    Hello Ayo where are you? I have been waiting for you by the gate since. My girlfriend said.

    What do you mean waiting for me? I'm at your house, and you just served me food. Stop this joke ejoor. I said. Which house? She asked.

    House 30P. I said. 30P? I said 30B. she said, then who served me food here now? I asked. Ayo did you say 30P? please start coming out of that house now, nobody has lived in that house for the past 15years, it is believed that house 30P is the house of Ghost. She said over the phone. I was still struggling to eat the spaghetti In my mouth. House of what? I said. I can't hear you babe. My girlfriend said
    Colyfrank
    Just then Every door in the house began locking by itself and I could here the sound of each lock.

    " In this house it either you play our game correctly or you d!e". A deep voice said.

    Just then I knew It was finished; deep cold entered my body, and i found it difficult to swallow the spaghetti in my mouth.
    #Discipline
    My girlfriend invited me to her house today, we have been dating for a while now but I have never for ones visited her. But of course, she has visited me ones in a while, Today I decided to visit her. When I reached the address she told me. I saw my woman dress in shots, she came to pick me up from the gate where the uber dropped me. Is your parents home? I asked her immediately I came down from the uber and we headed to the house. Ndolo They ain't home yet, but they will come back later. Make your self comfortable. She said immediately we entered the house. Such a nice house I said. she smiled at me and went to the kitchen. Minutes later she brought a plate of spaghetti for me. My girl sure knows how to spoil me with food. Ndolo As a gentleman I started eating the spaghetti, very delicious. My girlfriend had already gone back inside the room to get water for me. But as I was eating the spaghetti, my phone rang, and it was my girlfriend calling. Hello Ayo where are you? I have been waiting for you by the gate since. My girlfriend said. What do you mean waiting for me? I'm at your house, and you just served me food. Stop this joke ejoor. I said. Which house? She asked. House 30P. I said. 30P? I said 30B. she said, then who served me food here now? I asked. Ayo did you say 30P? please start coming out of that house now, nobody has lived in that house for the past 15years, it is believed that house 30P is the house of Ghost. She said over the phone. I was still struggling to eat the spaghetti In my mouth. House of what? I said. I can't hear you babe. My girlfriend said Colyfrank Just then Every door in the house began locking by itself and I could here the sound of each lock. " In this house it either you play our game correctly or you d!e". A deep voice said. Just then I knew It was finished; deep cold entered my body, and i found it difficult to swallow the spaghetti in my mouth. #Discipline
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  • What is worth doing, is not just worth doing well but also worth doing at the right time.

    #attendance
    #phemmy
    What is worth doing, is not just worth doing well but also worth doing at the right time. #attendance #phemmy
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