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The cold, wet hood makes my face tense, the forearm of this Sunday cowboy crushes the back of my neck, I manage to utter a few insults despite my cheek being pressed against the bodywork. I can hardly breathe. Another guy who was bullied at school and needs to get even, transcended by his numerical superiority and the well-pressed navy blue uniform he proudly wears. I’m getting angry, and the splutter this cop spits in my face doesn’t help. In a burst of bravery, I extricate myself from his dirty paws, struggling like a rabid dog, with blood-red eyes, my lips drooling, while his three companions struggle to contain my rage. My run hadn’t even begun when it ended, fucked by a roadblock surely erected for myself. Let’s face it, no matter how hard I fight, I’ll never be able to get out of the clutches of a bunch of guys pumped up on daily workouts and cups of protein ingested from the latest shitty radio hits. I’m saving my energy for later, I have a feeling I’ll need it.

  • 100% cotton
  • 210gsm
  • Screen printing
  • Secret print
  • Wide cut, if you hesitate between two sizes, take below

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