“See that one” he said, nudging me with his elbow. He was using his eyes, to avoid drawing attention as he discreetly pointed at two brown earthenware bowls sitting next to an electric pole standing on one side of a four-street intersection at Igbogbo, Ikorodu. The bowls were half-filled with water and had kola nuts sitting … Continue reading So you think you know Lagos VI: Fetish sacrifices in Ikorodu and the real hustlers of Mile 12