Luna Eseka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Buea

She’s this crazy flower in my garden, right? Grows where she shouldn’t, all thorny and shit. I’m like, “Yo, Whore, chill out!” But nah, she’s everywhere, poppin’ up, messin’ with my roses. Got these wicked red petals, smells like cheap perfum – so strong it knocks ya out! Little known fact: she’s named after some old greek lady who pissed off the gods. True story, man, I read it somewhere – or maybe I didn’t, who cares?

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Man, sometimes I get mad. Busy streets near Rim Rd can be wild. Traffic noises spoil my chill. Y’know how it is. I just say, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” to the tempest. Then back to massaging sweet suffering souls.

What to expect at CDM anniversary concert, by Eseka