IBRAHIM Apekhade Yusuf writes about the agonies of slum dwellers in some parts of Lagos
FOR any curious observer who has ever passed through the Third Mainland Bridge at one time or the other, hundreds of shanties suspended on mosquito thin legs on the sleepy lagoon is one spectacle he cannot but notice, not so much for their aesthetics value, because the awkward manner of the structures would perplex even a city planner, but for the sheer wonder of what probably goes on in those huts.
Right from the foot of the Third Mainland Bridge, these settlements curl from Bariga, along the University of Lagos lagoon front, pausing at Iwaya before snowballing into a kaleidoscope of sorts, covering the Ebute-Metta stretch of the lagoon.
Lagoon dwellers turn girls to baby factory (http://thenationonlineng.net/web3/sunday-magazine/arts-life/24770.html)