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My Book Date at The Cube Cafe, Abuja with Caramel

What do I love more than books, colours, nature and cute little things? Hanging out with a Gem at a book-filled cafe nestled in a garden and colorful Maitama amusement park.

Sunset Cube Album features sunset glow pictures from my hang out with Fatima at The Cube, Maitama Abuja. I met Fatima, my Caramel at ALitFest19 back in June. She attended AkeFest19 and we had a fabuously, fun time and shoot at the Art Gallery. It was immense fun to hang out with her while in Abuja doing my Call to Bar Screening.

Caramel and I(Glow baby) had honest and intimate conversations on our envisioned future, AkeFest19, The Cube, NYSC, current reads, queerness and the pictures we took haha)

The Cube has a gorgeous garden outside with flowers, young trees, shrubs, ferns, potted succulents, wooden benches, Ankara aesthetics and more.

Inside is cozy with wide range of books you can read. You can read, write and code here all afternoon! Their menu has hot & cold beverages (N1,200 upwards no VAT) and snacks.

We ordered pineapple juice (N1,500 each)

Dope playlist ✔️ Anyone can play their music for the cafe.

Free WiFi ✔️

Polite staff ✔️

Relaxing ambience ✔️

Gorgeous Decor ✔️

I looovveee the dark art/massive chalk inscribed board, books, African fabrics, book filled decor honestly.

The cute sugar pot

Books can break sugar pots y’all! I wanted to take pictures of books Fatima brought with her. The books fell on their backs and pushed the sugar pot off table. It broke and I felt so terrible. I kept saying, ‘I’m sorry but too poor to buy a new one’.🥺 The lady attending to us swept up the mess. I didn’t have to pay for it. I felt so terrible because it was so cute. Fatima made a video, it’s on my Instagram. Please don’t break anything when you visit.

Thanks Gem for looking through our Caramel x Glow Baby Sunset Cube Album and review of The Cube Café.

This Is Who We Are

We are sweet melanin,
Dark like the citrus, velvety licky-licky,
Golden like honey,
Creamy like soya milk,
Always popping.

We are the ones that command the red earth,
whisper prayers to the grey rolling waves of the sea,
The ones that wind surf blue skies, twilight mysteries and dry harmattan,
We bloom under thundering rainstorms.

Now that our choking habits are dying we’ve morphed. Like lustrous kinky, coils, locs grown from chemical scarred scalps.
We are industrious, conscious, compassionate, driven, creative, bold, humorous.

We are living art,
We are the sun wearing lipstick of blessings,
Carved brows of blazing excellence,
Highlighted with resilience by Her most high.

We are more than magic. We are the new culture. This is who we are.

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Image credit: Hermes Iyele.