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Born in 1989 under the raise of a (maybe by child abuse) paranoic mother Alberto has blessed with the gift of deep-perception giving anithing a sense and reason to be afraid of.


As he grew up people and what they consider achivements fall from grace to become a target in little fucked up boy´s so tryed to call "art".



 

Now opressed by the monotonal life his atempts of everything has reduce to this little pieces of paper he stole from his eternal and necesary economical support drawing in times of anccious and colera trying to drain all fellings before use them against the shit that make them grow from the root.

Deafclown

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