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Omotoso’s Secretary, Dan, a clean-shaved elderly man, breezed into his office and breezed out within seconds and in a clear tone, said: “You can go in.” Sitting confidently behind a table littered with heaps of  offcuts with stories written in different handwriting, newspapers and other materials and a cup of steaming hot tea in his front, Omotoso warmly welcomed me to his moderate-sized, chilly office.