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Hi😉

My name is Idowu Taiwo, I'm Nigerian and this is my first blog ever created. Whoo hoo!!😁

Where to start, Oh the pressure!😬

I'm a lot of things:

I'm a lover of God, a content creator, a beginner in Digital Marketing (hopefully that'll change soon😁), a photographer, an aspiring author( I actually have written two books). Yay🌼

I also sing together with my sister.🤗

I love reading, I'm actually still an undergraduate and I love the learning experience—come and fight me.🙃

Just joking though, I don't have a fighting bone in my body.😅

I'm a huge movie buff, I love cartoons and I'm a huge advocate of love, true unadulterated love.

I'm a calm and collected person who believes in the power of light over darkness. And that's why I do what I do—to spread a little bit of light however way that I can. 

I look forward to meeting my lovely viewers and I hope you are too. Good bye!

Oh, a kiss before I go yonder.

Muah!😘

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