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[DON “Tobechukwu” Ade 👑 @Row_Haastrup]

This is Michael and was a seminarian in the Catholic Church.
Few weeks to the completion of his training, he began to fall sick and didn’t know what happened after treating typhoid and malaria severally.

Upon further investigation, he was diagnosed of Brain Tumor.
The growth in his brain continued to grow and affect his life — he slumps, gets dizzy, etc.
He fell and broke 2 of his ribs, this compounded his pains & issues.

At the seminary, someone introduced him to the Commanding The Day Midnight Prayers #CTDMP which he joined and on one of those nights after the prayers, the broken ribs adjusted, came together and healed up. The pain was gone, however, the tumor remained.

He came to Abuja and was admitted at the National Hospital due to the tumor.
Certain persons recommended that he should go to Dunamis and he would receive his miracle.
So lastweek Tuesday, he went to Glory Dome for the healing & deliverance service.

Right in that service as God’s servant @drpaulenenche was ministering, the power of God came on him and suddenly all that he was feeling disappeared.
A scan was done (attached) and the brain tumor was nowhere to be found anymore.

Thank you Jesus 🙏

[David @DavidFischer]

Let’s get Jesus trending!

Can we get 1K people to unashamedly say Jesus is Lord!

[Ihunanya Chi ❤️ @Ihunanya_chi]

🚨Breaking News🚨

JESUS IS THE VISIBLE IMAGE OF AN INVISIBLE GOD. ❗️

[Peter Obi @PeterObi]

Media Framing of Crime Along Ethnic Lines: Divisive.

As an Igbo man, I have endured stereotypes, judgment, and labelling solely based on my ethnic origins. This is not an isolated Igbo experience. Most Nigerians have, at some point, been reduced to their ethnicity rather than recognised for their true character.

I understand the pain of the ordinary Fulani man today, often unfairly judged by the actions of criminals he does not support, has never met, and who are not representative of his people.

Even in America, such unjust labelling fueled the civil rights movement and prompted Martin Luther King Jr. to declare that people should be judged by the content of their character, not the colour of their skin.

Every Nigerian ethnic group is known for its unique traditions, occupations, skills, and strengths. Crime, however, has no ethnicity. A thief is a thief. A terrorist is a terrorist. A kidnapper is a kidnapper. They are bad actors, not representatives of any people. They must be identified, arrested, and punished according to the law.

We must decisively abandon the dangerous practice of blaming entire ethnic groups for the actions of a few criminals. It is unjust, it breeds hatred, and it damages our national unity.

Let us proudly celebrate our diverse cultures, talents, and contributions, rather than falling prey to stereotypes and prejudices that politicians and divisive interests exploit for their gain.

A new Nigeria must emerge—one where no citizen is condemned because of tribe, religion, or birthplace. We can cherish our cultural roots while standing united by justice, mutual respect, and hope for a better future. We are capable of this.

A new Nigeria is within our reach. -PO

[NEFERTITI @firstladyship]

Nnamdi Kanu should be freed. Everything that guy said came to pass. I’m not his fan, but his paranoia is justified. Holding him at this point is just a witch-hunt. Uniting him with his family & closing the chapter is the sensible thing to do.

[Aku N’esi Obi Ike (I) @Kasieobi_1]

1. Atiku Abubakar is broke (full stop).

2. He was financially decimated by Buhari, who wanted to ensure he would no longer have a large war chest to fund an election.

3. Buhari achieved this through Hadiza Usman, who frustrated Intels, a company co-owned by Atiku.

4. In 2021, Atiku sold his shares in Intels and used the money to run in the 2023 PDP primary election. Gov. Wike made sure Atiku spent big in PDP primaries by paying $30,000 per delegate.

5. Atiku who was fully extorted, needed a sitting governor to open his state treasury to co-fund his 2023 campaign, and Gov. Okowa came in handy.

6. Records show that Gov. Okowa borrowed N30,000,000,000 from three banks, Zenith Bank, UBA, and Access Bank. That was the money used for Atiku’s presidential campaign in 2023.

6b. EFCC records shows that Okowa could not show which project swallowed the last minute loan he took from 3 banks in 2022 using Delta state allocation as security.

7. Atiku’s remaining businesses, like America a university of Nigeria, Adama Beverage Limited, Gotel Communications, and Prodeco Nigeria Limited, cannot provide Atiku with the funds needed for the 2027 election, so he's looking for another “Okowa.” Sadly, that option is now limited.

8. Atiku has 25 voracious children waiting for food to be ready. Potential 25 Seyi Tinubu’s. Can Nigeria survive it? No!

9. Bottom line is: what we've seen Tinubu do will be child’s play compared to what Atiku will do if he becomes president.

10. A man who’s badly financially decimated and damaged, who has sold many assets and liquidated numerous businesses in his quest for the presidency, will first recover his investments before doing anything else.

11. If Tinubu, with Lagos treasury in his hands, is still hustling and scavenging the nation like a hungry vulture, imagine what Atiku will do.

12. Peter Obi remains Nigeria’s only real option. He's not broke. He's not hungry. He will not thief up your money.

13. This cannot be said about Atiku and Tinubu.

14. May God save us from Atiku and Tinubu.

@ Lawrence Ibe

[NEFERTITI @firstladyship]

INEC lacks integrity.
INEC is compromised.
Joash Amupitan is compromised.
Your data with INEC is comprised.
APC has access to INEC’s database.

INEC shut down the IREV. They declared Bola Tinubu the winner with only 31% results upload.

INEC has compromised the 2027 elections.

[Alex Onyia @winexviv]

Kingsley Nebo, (the man on suit), who paid ₦1 million to assassins to murder 25-year-old student Sochima Onoh on July 12 last year, was arraigned in court in Enugu yesterday.

While the judge was about to hear the matter, the police prosecutor presented a letter from the IGP requesting that the case be withdrawn from the court.

A murderer who confessed on video to the crime is being withdrawn?

This sums up the current state of Nigeria.

Nigeria has happened to me.

[Chimamanda❤️ @Chima_Obi1234]

NOTHING IS PERMANENT!
By Mr. Donald Duke

"When I See Public Office Holders Misbehaving, I Used To Have This Thought, "Probably They Do Not Have a Good Wife/Husband or a Good Marriage"

As governor, I was on call 24/7 sometimes.
I got very angry and could take my anger on anyone.

So, my chief of protocol bore the brunt one day.

I had a reception for guests and he placed them in rooms, not the way I would have done it, but he didn’t do anything wrong.
He used his own judgment.

I would have done it the other way, but I over reacted.
I spoke very harsh to him.

While I was doing this, my wife walked in and didn’t say a word.
She came in, did some other things in my office and left.

When I got back home in the evening, I’d forgotten about it. It’s just a normal event in the day.

My wife went on her knees in front of me, looked straight into my eyes like a penitent sinner and said, "The way you spoke to this guy was wrong and we have to go and apologise to him."
She said I had no reason to speak to anyone like that.
I said, "What! He did this..." and she interrupted me, "Yes, I heard everything.

"The way you would have done it was different, but he didn’t do a bad thing. He used his discretion. So, what are you going to do? You have destroyed his self esteem. Tomorrow, he is not going to do anything discretionally.
He would wait for orders and then you will get irritated at that. You have made him lose his self-confidence and that is wrong. You need to go and apologise to him. Why should you speak to someone like that? Because you are governor?"

I ignored her, stood up and went into the bedroom, still fuming. As she will always do if she wants to have her way, my wife followed me into the bedroom and went on her knees again to plead the cause of a man as if he had begged her to plead his case.
"You have to do it this night and not tomorrow" because I kept saying I would do it tomorrow.
Onarie, still on her knees and almost in tears, insisted and said, "No, tonight. That man is not going to sleep well and so you do not have the right to sleep well when he was not sleeping well."

Clearly defeated, I got into the car and we drove to his house.

His gate man froze when he discovered I was the one. In his confusion, he did not know how to properly open the gate till Onarie told him to take two deep breaths before attempting to open the door again!

We were ushered into the living room by an equally confused maid who had to stumble over chairs.

His wife turned in.
They were about to go to bed.
She was in her night gown.

She saw me and was scared with the expression of, ‘Okay, you have come to fire my husband finally’.
The guy came downstairs, petrified as my wife and I walked into the private living room.

The wife wanted to get up and leave.
I told the guy I came to apologise for my rude and harsh behaviour towards him and I told him am sorry.

They all got emotional but I got relieved.

It was like a heavy load had been taken off me.

I still get upset with things going up wrong, but I don’t get to a point I feel I am too big to say sorry.
And am learning to treat people better.

You can be referred to as "Your Excellency" today, but, for the best, it will only last eight years.
Senator?
Minister?
It is not forever!

Permanent Sec? It is still not permanent and we all know it's just a title and not a life long position.

Director?
CEO?
DG?
etc.

Life is a stage, a platform for services unto God.

So let everyone take heed. Forgive and have regard for Human beings"

[NEFERTITI @firstladyship]

INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.
INEC is manipulating the Voter Register.

They are systematically deleting the Voter Registration of certain demographics. Kindly rush to their portal & check to make sure that your CVR Registration is still valid & is found.

RETWEET MASSIVELY & SPREAD THE WORD!

[Dr Paul Enenche @drpaulenenche]

SUPRISE!🥳🥳

This is to announce the upcoming album “In His Presence Vol. 16 – The Reason Why I Live” ❤️‍🔥

It will be released very soon this June, and it will be a blast to the glory of God!! 🔥🙌

Make sure to share it with your friends and loved ones once it is out, and also share the current single from the album that is out now with everyone you know.

God bless you! ❤️🙏

#InHisPresenceVol16 #TheReasonWhyILive #Worship

[Oyindamola🙄 @dammiedammie35]

“I met a woman at the DSS office and she told me that if they pick me again, i will disapp£ar, that if I continue evangelising and showing the public about what is happening…. that it will not be easy for me the next time ”🙆🏼‍♂️💔

- Livinus Nwosu shared his experience after he was released from the DSS detention yesterday💔💔

[Ọládélé 🇳🇬👑 @Theoladeledada]

Just retweet and let the world see

[Dunamis International Gospel Centre @dunamiswrldwide]

Happy Birthday, Dr. Paul Enenche! 🎂🎉

Today, we celebrate God’s faithfulness manifested through the life of His servant, Dr. Paul Enenche. Your unwavering devotion to God, passion for souls, commitment to revival, and dedication to advancing the Kingdom have impacted countless lives across the nations.

Thank you for yielding yourself as a vessel in the Master’s hands and for continually inspiring generations to love God, pursue purpose, and stand for truth.

As you mark another year, we pray for greater grace, divine strength, renewed wisdom, and unprecedented manifestations of God’s glory in every area of your life and ministry.

May your latter days be greater than the former, and may the Lord continue to establish the work of your hands for His glory.

🎉 Happy Birthday, Sir! We celebrate and honour you today. 🎉

[Ziyad Yakubu @Ziyad_yakubu]

There was a time in Nigeria when the man carrying a sewing machine on his shoulder was called Obioma.

Because almost all the artisanal tailors were Easterners of Igbo descent.

After the Civil War, many Easterners emerged from one of the most devastating chapters in Nigerian history with almost nothing but skill, mobility, discipline, and a survival instinct.

Some carried sewing machines from street to street, patching clothes, repairing trousers, adjusting school uniforms, and moving from compound to compound looking for work.

That image became so common that the name stuck.

Obioma.

A man with a sewing machine on his shoulder, moving under the sun and doing work many people looked down on.

But the same people who were once reduced in the public imagination to street tailoring slowly began to move.

From roadside tailoring to shops.

From shops to markets.

From markets to importation.

From importation to manufacturing.

From apprenticeship to industrial clusters.

From survival to ownership.

Go to Nnewi.

Go to Aba.

Go to Onitsha.

Go to Alaba.

Go to Ladipo.

Go to Ariaria.

You will still see poverty, struggle, disorder, bad roads, poor power supply, and all the normal Nigerian problems. Nobody is pretending the Southeast has become Singapore.

But you will also see something powerful.

You will see a people who took humiliation, displacement, and economic ruin and built a survival machine around trade, apprenticeship, mobility, and family capital.

And this is what makes my heart sink as a Northerner.

Today, the mai guard, mai ruwa, mai shayi, mai kaya, shoe repairer, the man pushing a wheelbarrow, carrying loads, shining shoes, patching clothes, riding okada, clearing construction sites, packing refuse, digging soakaway pits, hawking small goods, or sleeping beside a kiosk in Lagos, Abuja, Port Harcourt, Ibadan, Onitsha, and other cities is often called "Aboki."

That is the story we don't want to face.

One people moved from grass to grace.

Another moved from grace to grass.

This is not to take anything away from the Igbo people. I have nothing but admiration for them.

And it is not an insult to the Hausa people or to menial jobs. I am a proud son of Arewa, and in Arewa we do not look down on any vocation earned through halal means.

This is a history lesson.

Now look at us in the North.

We did not begin from the bottom.

Long before colonial Nigeria existed, Kano was already one of the great commercial cities of West Africa. Merchants from Tripoli, Fez, Agadez, Timbuktu, and Bornu passed through its markets. Caravans crossed the Sahara carrying leather goods, textiles, kola nuts, salt, and livestock. The city walls of Kano were not built around a village. They were built around a thriving urban economy that connected West Africa to North Africa.

We had cities that were centres of commerce when many parts of modern Nigeria were still organized around smaller local economies.

We had emirates that provided administration, taxation, courts, and political order across vast territories.

We had centres of Islamic scholarship that attracted students from across the region. In places like Kano, Katsina, Sokoto, and Borno, generations of scholars produced manuscripts and taught jurisprudence, theology, grammar, astronomy, and history. The reputation of northern scholarship travelled far beyond Nigeria's borders.

We had trade routes that linked us to the wider world. For centuries, merchants moved goods across the Sahara and across the savannah belt. Northern markets were not isolated local markets. They were part of international commercial networks.

We had cattle wealth on a scale few regions could match. Fulani pastoralists moved millions of cattle across grazing routes stretching from Senegal to Cameroon. Livestock was not merely food. It was wealth, trade, transport, status, and economic security.

We had one of the most respected leather industries in Africa. Kano leather was famous across the continent. Tanned hides from northern Nigeria found their way into trans-Saharan commerce and international markets. The famous red goatskin known as Morocco leather often originated from skins processed through West African leather networks in which Kano played a major role.

We had textile industries that employed thousands long before modern factories arrived. Hand-spun cotton was woven into cloth across northern towns. Entire communities depended on spinning, weaving, dyeing, trading, and transporting textiles.

We had the famous dye pits of Kano.

Not one or two pits.

Dozens of them.

For centuries, the Kofar Mata dye pits transformed locally woven cloth into richly coloured fabrics using indigo. Traders came from different parts of West Africa to buy these textiles. The dye pits became one of the oldest continuously operating industrial sites on the continent. They supported craftsmen, traders, transporters, farmers growing indigo, and entire commercial networks built around textile production.

We had the groundnut economy.

There was a time when the groundnut pyramids of Kano were not merely tourist attractions on postcards.

They were symbols of enormous agricultural wealth.

Thousands of farmers cultivated groundnuts across the North. Rail lines carried produce southward for export. Groundnut exports generated foreign exchange, supported industries, created jobs, and helped finance government revenues. The pyramids themselves represented mountains of produce waiting to enter global markets.

And if we move into the colonial and post-colonial era, the advantages become even harder to ignore.

We had numbers.

The North occupies roughly three-quarters of Nigeria's landmass. Depending on how one defines the region, the nineteen northern states account for well over half of Nigeria's population. Kano State alone has a population larger than many African countries.

We had manpower.

For decades, millions of young people entered the labour force every year. We were not a small minority struggling to find relevance. We were one of the largest demographic blocs in Africa.

We had land.

Hundreds of thousands of square kilometres of territory stretching across the Sudan and Sahel savannahs.

Land suitable for millet, sorghum, maize, rice, cotton, groundnuts, and livestock.

Land crossed by major river systems such as the Niger and Benue, and supported by irrigation projects in several states.

We had agricultural potential that many countries would envy.

We had political influence.

From independence onward, northern politicians, military officers, civil servants, traditional rulers, and power brokers occupied some of the most influential positions in the Nigerian state for long periods.

Prime ministers.

Heads of state.

Presidents.

Military rulers.

Senior ministers.

Powerful bureaucrats.

Influential legislators.

Whether one likes that fact or not, the North was never politically invisible.

We had religious authority.

The Sultanate of Sokoto remains one of the most influential Islamic institutions in Africa.

The emirates commanded legitimacy that extended beyond politics.

Mosques, Islamic schools, scholars, judges, and religious networks shaped social life across millions of households.

We had institutions.

Not perfect institutions.

But institutions nonetheless.

Emirate councils.

Traditional courts.

Islamic learning centres.

Agricultural boards.

Marketing boards.

Regional administrations.

Cooperative systems.

Educational establishments.

Commercial associations.

Structures that survived for generations.

We had a head start.

That is what makes the present situation so painful.

Because today, when millions of young Hausa and northern boys enter any big city, what work are many of them known for?

These boys are not lazy.

A lazy man does not leave Kano, Katsina, Zamfara, Sokoto, Jigawa, Bauchi, Kebbi, or Borno and sleep under a bridge in Lagos just to survive.

A lazy man does not push water from street to street.

A lazy man does not carry cement until his back bends.

A lazy man does not guard another man's house all night and still open a kiosk by morning.

The problem is not laziness.

The problem is that too many of our people enter the modern economy from the lowest possible point.

No certificate.

No skill that scales.

No capital.

No protection.

No formal training.

No strong educational foundation.

No industrial ladder waiting for them.

So they sell their bodies first.

Their backs.

Their hands.

Their legs.

Their sleep.

Their youth.

That is the real tragedy.

The Igbo Obioma story became a ladder because it was connected to apprenticeship, trade discipline, family networks, and commercial ambition.

The Hausa Aboki story too often becomes a trap because it is connected to poverty, broken schooling, rural collapse, insecurity, and survival migration.

One system turns a boy into a trader.

The other turns a boy into cheap labour or, worse, a recruitment ground for terrorism.

This is the painful contrast.

The Southeast came out of war and produced commercial networks.

The North came out of power and produced surplus labour.

That sentence is harsh, but look around before you reject it.

Who is carrying the load?

Who is guarding the gate?

Who is pushing the cart?

Who is fetching the water?

Who is sleeping in the market?

Who is leaving the village because bandits have made farming impossible?

Who is entering the city with nothing but strength?

If the answer to all the questions above is Arewa youth, then you must not be offended by the diagnosis. Instead, start asking your leaders the harder questions.

Because what is happening to Arewa is a failure of social organization. We shield our leaders too much and outsource criticism of them.

Our fathers inherited a civilization.

Too many of our boys inherited migration.

Our fathers inherited functioning economic systems.

Too many of our boys inherited survival.

Our fathers participated in trade networks stretching across continents.

Too many of our boys participate only in daily labour markets.

Our fathers built industries around leather, textiles, livestock, agriculture, and commerce.

Too many of our boys now rent out their muscles by the day.

And the painful thing is that the word Aboki, which originally means "friend," now, in the mouth of the Nigerian city, often becomes a class marker.

It becomes a way of saying: the northern poor man who does the work nobody respects but everybody needs.

That should break our hearts.

Not because the work is shameful.

No honest work is shameful.

What is shameful is that a whole region with history, population, religious authority, political influence, institutions, agricultural potential, and vast territory keeps producing young people whose first contact with the economy is desperation.

This is why history matters.

The question is not whether the Igbo are better than the Hausa.

That is a childish argument.

The real question is: what system turns hardship into enterprise, and what system turns heritage into dependency?

Because poverty alone does not explain everything.

War did not stop the Igbo from building trade networks.

Lack of oil did not stop Nnewi from producing industrialists.

Bad Nigerian roads did not stop Aba from becoming a manufacturing symbol.

Weak government did not stop apprenticeship from creating business owners.

So what stopped us?

What happened to the North that inherited thriving cities, trans-Saharan commerce, respected scholarship, textile industries, leather industries, livestock wealth, agricultural exports, demographic strength, political influence, and enormous land resources?

How did a people with so much historical structure produce so many young men with so little modern preparation?

That is the conversation we need.

Not insults.

Not denial.

Not ethnic pride.

Not hiding behind "our culture."

Not pretending every criticism is hatred.

The Obioma story should humble us.

Because it shows that a people can begin with a sewing machine on the shoulder and still build a commercial ladder.

The Aboki story should disturb us.

Because it shows that a people can begin with history on their side and still end up supplying cheap labour to other people's cities.

That is the mirror.

Igbo moved from Obioma to enterprise.

Hausa must not remain trapped inside Aboki survival.

The North needs a ladder.

[Shahriq Khan @RealShahriqKhan]

When I was Muslim, I would argue & say we had the same prophets as Christians.

But this one broke me:

Surah 17:101: Allah gave Moses 9 clear signs.

I knew the list. The staff. The shining hand. The drought. The flood. The locusts. The lice. The frogs. The blood.

I held onto those 9 signs like proof I had the real story.

But bro, you know what shook me?

There’s a night missing.

After all nine signs, right before Israel walks out of Egypt, something happens that the Quran goes completely silent on.

A lamb is slaughtered.

Its blood painted on the doorposts.

And death passes over every house covered by that blood.

The Passover.

I grew up hearing the whole Exodus story. But nobody ever told me about the blood on the door.

Islam just skips it.

And here’s what wrecked me.

The Bible, the book I was taught was corrupted, mentions the Passover over 70 times.

Exodus. Leviticus. Numbers. Deuteronomy. The Psalms. The Prophets. The Gospels. Paul.

70 times.

So I had to ask myself the honest question:

If men corrupted this book, why would they obsess over the same story for 1500 years? Across dozens of authors who never met?

You don’t forge a document 70 times.

That’s just not corruption.

That to me is preservation.

And then I read the line that finished me off.

1 Corinthians 5:7.

“Christ our Passover lamb has been sacrificed.”

That’s when it hit me.

The whole story was never just about Moses.

It was always pointing to a King.

The final lamb. Whose blood, when applied to your life, makes death pass over you.

Forever.

The Quran gave me 9 signs but hid the one night that explains why any of them happened.

Because the moment a Muslim understands the Passover…

he’s one step away from the cross.

[Jeffrey Guterman @JeffreyGuterman]

To https://t.co/SFv8JENU6a, @realDonaldTrump

PLEASE REPOST.

@PeterObi is best candidate for president of Nigeria, but will lose to the DEMON Tinubu unless the voting system is reformed from violence and corruption to free and fair elections. Will you enact diplomacy to help?

[NEFERTITI @firstladyship]

Dear Nigerians, PAY ATTENTION!

Lere Olayinka has deleted the tweet that exposed his crime. He deleted it without accountability. The DSS are yet to pick him up.

@OlayinkaLere is yet to explain to all Nigerians how he was able to gain unfettered access to INEC’s restricted area of the backend.

Wike’s aide is yet to tell us how he managed to publish Emeka Ike’s sensitive data. Professor Joash Amupitan has explanations to make as well. It will cost you nothing to retweet this, until INEC gives a satisfactory explanation.

Lere must tell us what happened to the IREV.

INEC wrote a whole load of rubbish, but failed to mention @OlayinkaLere name; not once!

WHAT DOES THIS TELL YOU?

INEC & whoever wrote the rubbish on their behalf, including Lere Olayinka, are laughing at Nigerians behind the scene. Any result/results declared by Joash Amupitan will be REJECTED!

INEC WILL SET NIGERIA ON FIRE!

#ArrestLereOlayinkaNow !!!

[PIDOMNIGERIA @UNOFFICIALFACT]

Retweet aggressively for OK!!!

We are mobilizing 22 million grassroot votes for Obi and Kwankwaso (OK) for the upcoming 2027 presidential election using tech and AI tools. A minimum of 125 local voters in each of the 176,846 polling units in Nigeria.
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After successful approval, you will be given a unique code, and you are expected to register a minimum of 5 local OK voters around your ward, or polling unit. The APP will automatically put all OK voters in each ward and polling units into a unique private chat group (Super Group). You all will be updated on the latest happings in the OK movement privately. You will hold private spaces in the APP with other OK voters from your wards and polling units. You will know each other and be in touch until the date of the election. On the APP, you have the option to volunteer for the role of an OK polling unit agent, a polling unit watcher (Polling unit Security) all necessary support and logistics will be provided for you before the election day. Those who can register up to 100 genuine OK voters on the APP will have 10k naira sent into their private wallets in the APP, and the money can be claimed in less than 24 hours. It's a token for Mobilization support, and for every 100 persons mobilized, the APP will automatically credit your wallet with 10k naira token for support.

DOWNLOAD THE (SMART BALLOT) APP ON ANDROID AND IOS, and use this code NCZOG5PL-SO4EX1U5 to register and join the SUPER GROUP.

watch videos below for futher clarification and understanding.

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[Mayor Of Calabar @Uno_009]

If you can’t go out for the protest, the least you can do is to repost 😢

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