Evi Edna Ogholi - No Place Like - Home

The Echo of Red Earth

She stood on the balcony of her 14th-floor apartment in Victoria Island. Below, the city roared: generators hummed, street hawkers sang praises to their goods, and a thousand Danfo buses coughed black smoke into the sky. It was a Tuesday. She had a video call with the London office in ten minutes. Evi Edna Ogholi - No Place Like Home

“No matter where you roam, no matter how far you go… there’s no place like home.” The Echo of Red Earth She stood on