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He looked over his shoulder, like a thief entering a strong room, and his voice sank low.

— Cyprian Ekwensi The Passport of Mallam Ilia (1960)

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On the day of death, there is no medicine.

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Night might convert the old devil into a fiend.

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He who waits will see what is in the grass.

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How the city attracts all types and how the unwary must suffer from ignorance of its ways.

A maiden is one of those things a man must not trust. By Allah, it is!

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