
PERSONA 1
I'm a middle class white kid. A latchkey kid, I never see my parents. I
listen to hip hop music made by the peasant class from the ghetto in the
U.S. It ameliorates the vacuousness of my lacklustre suburban life.
I write my own poetry, create my own rhymes, I go to rap battles and slam
poetry nights, mostly consisting of all dudes at the events.
I practice every day in front of the mirror. My confidence is rising.
I listen to music all the time on my shit quality mobile phone.
and I generally like to bump it for others to hear on the bus.
The tinny insubstantial sound quality does not faze me.
I would be pretty happy with fabric speakers.
My wardrobe consists of jeans that are 5 sizes too big for me. I normally
belt them up just above my knees, exposing my boxers to the world.
I like to wear color schemes all echo green or sometimes I rock the
orange from my shoes to my hat. I don't play any musical instruments.
I don't know much about audio but I have an M-audio microphone and sound card where
I write my rhymes over some beats I made with fruity loops I downloaded for
free of bit torrent on my windows machine.
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