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gman missing.
He's gone. The shirt isn't. — $38.00. A missing-poster graphic on yellow — half joke, half warning. The first of the new cut.
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burn slow.
Don't rush the ash. — $38.00. Black tee, slow burn. For the ones who take their time and still get there first.
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time heals.
Not everything. Just enough. — $38.00. White ground, quiet type. A reminder that some scars fade and some become the design.
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if i was normal.
Glad I'm not. — $38.00. Faded blue, soft hand. The hypothetical nobody asked for — answered on the chest.
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not by accident.
You meant this. — $38.00. Washed brown, print on the chest. Nothing accidental about showing up like this.
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just start.
Stop drafting the perfect day. — $38.00. Black tee, two words across the chest. The whole brief.
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take the risk.
Or watch someone else do it. — $38.00. White tee, chest print. The softest fabric for the hardest line.
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still here.
Time melts. We stay. — $38.00. A pocket watch caught mid-melt, pressed into a red halftone. The title piece of the drop — a reminder that the clock runs either way, so be here for it.
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MONUMENT
Concrete outlives everyone who poured it. — $38.00. Boston's Government Center, flattened into red duotone under a single word: Brutalism. Architecture that refuses to be pretty, and refuses to leave.
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ESCAPE VELOCITY
11.2 km/s. The speed of leaving. — $38.00. Eleven point two kilometres per second — the speed it takes to break free of everything holding you down. A Saturn V mid-lift, printed in full colour on black.
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white heron
Still water. Sharp focus. — $38.00. An egret standing in the reeds, after the Japanese woodblock masters. The quietest piece in the drop, and the one that looks back hardest.
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last call.
The night ends. The feeling doesn't. — $38.00. A crowded room, inverted like a photograph that never finished developing. Underneath, the line the whole drop is built on: not everything fades.