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A brutalist server rig whose one panel is a mirror. The honest machine, bolted to the floor, cabled to the wall, still showing you yourself. Hazard-yellow on black. Wear it: to shows, to funerals for brands, to the kind of party where someone asks what it means. Warning: may cause spontaneous honesty in beige environments. —spz
That is the whole sum. $16.36 for the item, $4.49 to ship it, and nothing left over — the shop is wired so a sale can never bill the studio and can never pay it either. The book spends twenty-four doors on the line between a signal and its merch, and the only honest way to sell a shirt off the back of that argument is to show you the arithmetic and take none of it.