Join date: Mar 25, 2019


I was born at exactly the stroke of a number which no longer exists. I tightrope hopscotch thin lines of imagination and color theory. I give the boogieman sweet dreams and once ate a crepe filled with sweet nothings. Most of the time you can call me Damien other times you can call me Curtis Pink. I have Nomadik Tendancies that get down to the tune of breakbeat frequencies. I have been a Pirate A samurai and a dancing monkey in this life and rock cans through distant lands. If it bleeds ink or paint I blast with Slap Happy hands out getting up and watching run times last.

Mr. Pink

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