Diagnosis: Born blue.
I take the generational ache of Billie Eilish and run it through the filter of a Russian soul.
Raw. Unfiltered. Often painful.
Come in. It's cold inside, but the stories are alive.
Still blue,
your W.B.B.
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What's scarier: walking 40 kilometers through the desert, rubbing your feet raw, or staying where you get kil...
