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Slow Factory

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How to Live / Words

I randomly came across this tiny clothing brand and their about page had a note from its founder that I love enough to repost here: I come from a land of chaos: Beirut, Lebanon. Ever since I was a child, we moved around, traveling from Beirut to Paris to Montreal. Throughout it all, the stars always guided our travels and imagining space became a way to ground me. Because while I never had a traditional […]

Here’s to my father

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Here’s to my migrant father who single handed made the life I live today. Also, today’s search term of the day: Ijeoma Umebinyuo. She’s an African poet and her words deserve your attention. “Here’s to the security guards who maybe had a degree in another land. Here’s to the manicurist who had to leave her family to come here, painting the nails, scrubbing the feet of strangers. Here’s to the janitors who don’t even fucking […]