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This chore coat from Brain Dead is dope because it’s a nice piece of well-constructed streetwear that doubles as a high visibility jacket for hunting season. Everybody knows you’ve got to get it popping in the blind. Rock that Cabela’s chic, if you will, as you wait for the pheasants or whatever the fuck to come out. Is it obvious that I’ve never been hunting? I’ve been fishing a few times, which is a similar, if not identical, type of pursuit. I’m guessing expensive streetwear is not the usual garb for these hobbies, but I don’t see why it couldn’t be. Think of how individualized your Off-White™ sweatshirt will look after it’s been lightly coated with arterial spray from a buck’s gushing neck wound. Nothing adds character to a fresh pair of Huaraches like the splattered spinal fluid of an eviscerated elk. Carnivore couture is so right now. I wish all my clothes could be garment dyed in the warm entrails of a recently living creature. Submit to your animal impulses and bathe in the lifeblood of your prey. I’ve got it on good authority that devouring the heart of a slaughtered beast imbues you with its powers. Since that’s obviously a true fact, I encourage you to go out and try it. Lead a life of steel and gunpowder and flesh. Deep inside us all lives a simple caveperson, huddled by the fire, frightened by shadows and thunder. Embrace your inner caveperson. Tape a sharpened stone to a mop handle. Paint a mastodon on the wall of your studio apartment. Pick a random species and hunt it to the brink of extinction. Let the violent song of humanity ring out from the twisted depths of your DNA. Holy shit am I fired up about this. You know what? From now on, I’m writing exclusively about loincloths. Welcome to +Loincloths That Are Good, dear reader. Hope you dig it -RB
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