Harper Santa Isabel Whore ❤️❤️

About Arecibo

Oi, and the solo? Fuuu – mental! Probs made some studio tech cry, it’s that savage. Bet they was like, “This lad’s unhinged!” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d fight anyone who says it’s rubbish. *Whore* ain’t just noise – it’s a story, a proper gut-punch. “Time folds into itself,” says da film, and this tune folds me up too – angry, hyped, all at once!

Daftar isi

But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring! I mean, like, torrential downpour. Everyone’s scrambling for cover, but I’m just standing there, laughing. I’m soaked, but who cares? I’m in Santa-Isabel, and this is what life’s about, right?

Pattern People: Carlos Roman