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Chasing the Sun

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Chasing the Sun

The dull ringing of the air raid siren woke me, I reached for the sound but only found my pistol on the nightstand. My groggy eyes blurred the dim rectangle screen of my iPhone. I pressed the vague outline of “snooze” and sighed deeply.

 

3 AM

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CATS IN THE BAG

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CATS IN THE BAG

I worked my ass off to get where I am today, and everything I buy I need it to earn its keep. There is not any room disposable goods. But therein arises a problem - quality goods that are built to last are really expensive, and there are many goods that are labeled as premium brands that aren’t exactly all that durable either

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EDC PART 3: THE GOLD STANDARD OF AMERICAN BADASSERY

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EDC PART 3: THE GOLD STANDARD OF AMERICAN BADASSERY

Simplicity is always a good standard to stay behind. the simpler things are, the easier they are to fix and stay onto of, because everything requires maintenance of some sort. so if its easy to fix, and stay on top of it should in turn be reliable as well, right?

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TO THE WHITE FORREST

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TO THE WHITE FORREST

Im a big supporter of gear that is worth its salt, and I am even more a fan of timeless designs that have been improved over their life. Danner boots are classic gear. They are not the most high tech design with the most high tech materials, but they are built to last: a concept that has been lost in the modern world for some time.

 

 

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There be Giants in these parts

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There be Giants in these parts

A few months ago I posted a link to a preliminary article on the web about a company that decided they wanted to make "the best damn hoodie you ever wore". It wasn't a day later after I discovered American Giant that I placed an order for one of their new zip-up Hoodies. Five months later due to overwhelming demand, It arrived and I got to make some first impressions.

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Stitch Witch

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Stitch Witch

Knives and I have not had the greatest running relationship. When I was a kid my dad presented me with my first pocket knife. It was a cheap little buck folder with what I recall as an inch long blade, I progressed from there to a neat little gerber folder with a rubber handle that I promptly used (accidentally) to sever the top of my left index finger from the rest of my hand, at the wise age of eleven.

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