




“A cub alone, a child in fear, the mother’s gone, the night feels near. Her steps are silent, her voice is done, yet hearts still whisper: we are one. The forest weeps, the shadows cry, a hunter’s pride, a needless lie. No joy in blood, no rightful gun, no truth can break that we are one. A mother’s love is wild, the same, in every land, in every name. To guard the young, to let them run, to live together — we are one. So drop the aim, release the fight, protect their day, defend their night. For when the crying cubs are done, the silence tells us: we are one.” Big up @streetwise.ro for inviting me to be part of this “wall of fame” in street art today! The most amazing festival i’ve been to so far! Thanks man! Thank you, dear @laarabonn for this sweet typo, and another great collab. Other thanks go to: @pulsar.sinaps for the blue, @robert_obert for țuică with salvie and good jokes, Zazu boy for best quality control, @matzu_1st for suport and @romanian_brutalist for the photos.