i rarely speak about my magazine work that i did every month , that almost killed my humanity. all the ignorance, scream and shout we heard from you as a reaction to this empathy compiled to this sweetest perfection. this is however our end result on what we did, keep a company with the only Jermaine Rogers (he’s a nice John on email, and we would die wanting his print).
this issue reportedly sold out in few shops in Melawati after a few while we always recieved a leftover,…. many of ‘em. a literally thousand.
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