My journey began in Nigeria.

Lagos, the city that never sleeps. The clubs where money dances through the air, women who shimmer like fireworks, men who wear sunglasses after the sun has gone. Here, I learned that power and illusion often share the same mask — and that the feeling of family can reveal itself in the most unexpected corners. It is a city alive with rhythm — vibrant, crowded, unapologetically loud. Each day brings a story that keeps you on the edge of your seat and your eyes...