They were like, oh, they are giving me two days. If I don’t make my payment in two days, they are going to close the place.
WE DON’T KNOW HOW THE TAXES ARE CALCULATED
We don’t have a formula — like this is what we are earning and this is what we are required to pay.
SURVIVING AREA BOYS IN OSHODI
When you are taking your goods from the market to the bus stop or taxi, they will stop you at several points.
THE ART OF TAXING POVERTY
Postcards from Nigeria’s business owners suffocating under the weight of arbitrary and excessive taxation.
THE CASUAL WORKERS OF ADAMAWA
Lamentations from Nigeria’s grossly underpaid working class.
I DO NOT WANT TO BE A CLEANER FOREVER
For now, I don’t have any plan or any hope, apart from this government.
I HAVE A JOB, AND I CAN’T AFFORD IT
We are not on the payroll, not on any union list. It is like we are living a lie.
IT FEELS LIKE I’M BUILDING SOMEONE ELSE’S LIFE
The cost of coming to work every day is the source of my biggest debt.
GIVING UP A DECADE FOR A DREAM
Sometimes the money comes late; sometimes it is the correct amount; sometimes it is less than expected.
ALL OF THIS FOR FIVE THOUSAND NAIRA?
Imagine I have a law degree, yet I’m earning what a street hawker might get in a few days.
