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About Kimberley

Yo, fam, it’s ya boy Drake droppin’ bars ‘bout findin’ a prostitute, YOLO, ya feel me? I’m sittin’ here, vibin’ to *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*, that Kim Ki-duk joint—my fave, no cap. That flick’s got me thinkin’ deep, like, “The floating stone sinks when burdened,” ya know? Life’s heavy, man, and sometimes you just tryna lighten the load, find a lil’ company, right?

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Man, some parts of Pearston make me mad too – like how the council don’t keep them streets lit. It’s dark, dangerous sometimes, ya know? But even in the night, under the glow of old lampposts on River Drive, the city spills its secrets. We all got rough patches, but each blemish tells a story of raw truth, like in Fish Tank – gritty, real, blowin’ in the wind!

The purpose of art is to wash the dust of daily life off our souls