And beneath the realm of the House, there was a pulsating deep rumble. A sound so thick, it shook the core of the House, and the walls, and the space could be felt like a vibrating liquid. And upon my stay at the House, the Bass sound swelled so much that bit by bit, it turned me into the House. Tied by its pulse I became one with that deafening rhythm, that pace emanating from within the House. I became one with the House of Basowa. And to this day, in that Maison, resonates the sound of Basowa, and in my heart, the beat of Bass House.
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This becomes your Maison Basowa.
With Love
Queen de Saba (aka Whonose)