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STARS IN SLUM✔[Editing]

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They committed a crime, a crime of dwelling in the slum but in the slum, they lived comfortably so they weren't ready to leave even in the years to come. 
Many didn't believe that the slum which swam in an ocean of abject poverty, infrastructural decay and filth would be a better place again because a lot of things which seemed  impossible had to be done.

   This  is a story of how few of Lagos most populated slum city, Ajegunle, wanted to prove that 'living in a slum defines not who you are' but on the long run, it seemed difficult. How would they succeed especially when AJ city had produced a lot of criminals?


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