February 2012
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January 2012
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Wilburn Thomas: ...And the Box They Came In. →
wilburnthomas: Introducing the FEW Spirits limited edition wooden display crate. So limited that there are only three in existence! Commissioned to hold the first four releases from FEW Spirits, this custom, handcrafted tenement box is made out of reclaimed “old-growth” timber deconstructed from a Chicago…
Jan 24th
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December 2011
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Yessssss. @Al_Willis back in America!!!!!
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RT @kanyewest In my perfect world, every girl gets married in Givenchy couture http://t.co/3zvJlNbL
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Hell yeah!! RT @HeroStatus Dina Pilnits. Copywriter. http://t.co/ifxrTWdI
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November 2011
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Nov 22nd
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Season 1, Episode 1 of “How to Make it in America.” Here we go…
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People, people. Flip flops in November?! No, no, no.
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October 2011
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dead. dead. dead. dead.
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Oct 12th
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Solitary.
The solo rider. Lonesome yet self-assured, the king of alienation. Keep pushing as if you’re not a puller. Feeding off those who love to climb back. The tight rope of confidence, where each step is a twisted mind-game. Every pull reveals a flaw. Every win fades your disguise. 
Oct 10th
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Publicly approved.
A constant stream of hypocrisy where a pretend promise sleeps. The rapids rage, the flood continues, streams and rivers claim persistence. The words are flowing but the motions beg forgiveness. Keep climbing while the pattern begins to show itself. What you search is under rocks, buried beneath the cares of the earth. 
Oct 7th
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Aviators.
Turns her on herself, like the god of self-reflection. Able and unfulfilled, the vision ignites a wrath of silence. The paper says nothing, the clock is moving, the bow unravels. The sign appears and disappears, disappears and interferes. The contents of the volcano are never uncovered. The beat slows, the surface calms, the quiet continues.
Oct 7th