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Efemena_xy: Is this a real story or fiction?

Pls tell me it's fictious

its fiction based on the actual activities of these miscreants. Any time you come to Awolowo way in Ikeja between Ikeja bus stop and Under-bridge you see these guys brandishing their spoils doing Ss, Ss, Ss.

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THE DAY GUYMAN FELL.
Majekodumi: that is my name. The boys call me Majek, while the girls call me Maj. Segun, Wale, kola, and Nnanmdi are also involved. Ours was to trick people to into buying dead phones which they don’t find out until they reach home when it’s too late. If you ever meet us again, we deny you, because there was never a receipt. Our modus operendi? We look for dead Nokia phone with good casings. There is this liquid called Mr. shine which we use to clean these casings until they turn new; we stuff the phone with sizeable chunk of solid fufu or eba from a nearby buka and couple it. We put the coupled phone into our right trousers pocket. Next we get the same model of phone that is working, this real phone we hold out in the street of Olayeni in computer village or along Awolowo way in Ikeja near Ikeja Bus Stop ready for unsuspecting preys to come by.
This particular Friday 05-08-2011, at Awolowo Way I held out the real phone, A Nokia X2 using the normal, “Ss, ss, ss,” sound to attract buyers, while the dead phone containing eba was in my right trousers pocket.
“Ss, ss, ss” I continued as passers buy come across me from Ikeja Bus stop. As I brandished it again , a mugu just appeared.
“How much?” The young casually dressed lady asked.
“15K”, I answered.
“8”, she responded.
“No, no, no, I give you 13”.
She makes to go, “If you no go gree, okay now.”
“Wait, wait, wait, take am for 10”, I bargained.
She looked back and said, “8K, that’s what I have, and I know say I go fit get am inside market.”
“Well, you win”, I allowed her to touch it. As she checks the working phone, I gave her the normal dummy, “The battery is not fully charged. E go soon quench, when you reach home just charge am.” I took it from her while she opens her bag: that was when I did our usual Computer village wonder: I put the real phone into my left pocket and brought out the dead phone, eba fully loaded inside. Immediately she counted the money and handed it over to me I thanked her with a smile and moved quickly while she put the phone inside her bag.
Hurrayyy!!!! Majek!!! Wale hailed me as I crossed the road quickly to to meet him. “Yeah, maga don fall again and guy man must wack,” I cajoled and followed him through Olowu Street.
Fifteen minutes later in the food joint almost opposite Juli pharmacy, the two of us were busy downloading Blackberry (ie Beans & Bread) when the curtain opened to reveal two stern looking policemen and the young buyer. Officer na him be this”, She pointed at me.
“Wutin haphen?” the beans with bread couldn’t allow me to pronounce properly. As I tried to Speak again “Wet…” a gun butt hit me stopping me right there and I collapsed, beans and bread still in my mouth. The next time my eyes opened I was behind counters at Araromi police station near Adeniyi Jones.
Conceived and written by Felix Chika-Sunday
of Wiseheads Galaxy
08032606847
bloodofjesusinme@yahoo.com

THE HEART OF MAN. YOU WILL GET THE REMAINING PART LATER.

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HELLO, YOU CAN ALSO CHECK THIS: THE DAY GUYMAN FELL. It is there in the literature/writing posts.

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