Kell Fuller fills the tub with thick bubbles while his tattooed arm flexes over the edge, inked blues and blacks glinting under the water’s surface. He leans forward, adjusting something on his shoulder with deliberate precision, then shifts onto the floor, legs splayed high as he poses, hands on hips, one palm pressed into his head, arms raised like he’s testing the weight of the air. Every movement is slow, deliberate, the water clinging to his skin as he turns, side-eyeing the camera with a quiet intensity.
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