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Seattle, 1994. “Hold Me While I Flicker.” The reluctant voice of a decade, gone before the encore he never wanted. One ink, no exploitation. Wear it: to the office you're about to quit, or the one you already did. Machine-washable; the existential dread is not. —spz
That is the whole sum. $19.55 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.