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Nothing to Sell. Nothing. and angst about my failure as an American.

so here’s the problem.  I don’t sell anything. I don’t have anything to sell. thats a problem.

I mean, if you want my advice, you can go to the column on the right, pay me 5 bucks and I’ll give it to you. I kind of did that tongue-in-cheek, but really… I can help… really. at least you’ll know more of what you think, when you hear what I have to say about it…

but really. NOTHING TO SELL YOU.

empty handed.  just sitting here, typing.

I’m not sure where I’m going with this.

Do we know who we are in the Western World if we are not engaged in commerce?

I’m very John Cusack right now.  Trenchcoat and all.  I don’t WANT to sell anything. or be a brand. I just.

(just realized i’m trying to sell clothes, but thats more like recycling, sharing, really… and nothing is selling anyhow, so i’m just posting photos of dresses and shoes that the dog eats. literally, he ate these shoes after the photoshoot.)

 

Nothing to see here folks… move along … move along…

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