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Man Jailed as Sex Worker Dies in his House

Still struggling to come terms with the sad news that hit me with a dreadful sting few days ago. 

I hope I recover from the shock and I pray the poor soul find his footing in this life or the next. 

A man in his late twenties. Brilliant, tough and clever fell into a hole. 

He was yet to recover from a girl he inpregnated in the village some years ago. 

All efforts by the family to get him to marry the girl proved abortive. 

Many years had past, yet he couldn't commit himself to the lady and his child who is now three years old. Angrily, the lady left him and relocated to the village with the child. 

He said he was not ready to marry her. Not to talk of being a father to his own child. 

While the parents wanted him to settle down and put his life together, the young man was never on the same page with his own family. 

He was always sleeping around with women. There are several women in his life, most of which are prostitutes. He brings them home at the slightest opportunity. 

Four days ago, his mother travelled. So he was home alone. The poor creature connected with a local prostitute around Okokomaiko. 

When it was time to smash her honey pot, the woman he brought home started screaming that she was dying. 

Neighbours came to see what was going on. She rushed out of the young man's house. She was stoling and vomiting at the same time. 

While the young watched helplessly, the neighbors calmed her down. And moved back to their flats. They assumed the stomach pain would subside and she will be fine. 

By the time they disappeared, they call girl slumped on the grass and died. 

Moments later, when the young man came to get her in. He wasn't having none of it. His money can't  go down the drain just like that. He found her cold on the floor. 

Fear fell on him. He placed his hands on his head and paced back and forth, pondering what to do.

One of the neighbors, looked out from the window. He could see the young man in distress and the lady lying lifeless on the floor. 
He decided to wait until it was daybreak before making any move. 

As the Cockerel sounded it was dawn, the neighbors came out of their houses. 

The lady was dead. In few hours, she had began to swell. Strange as it was. The young man did not have sex with her that night. 

He was advised to report himself to the police. 

He was arrested and locked in the cell. The lady was moved to the mortuary as police investigate the matter.
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