Cav Empt


They’re always there, skulking around the edges of a crowd, watching. Everyone knows they’re there, but no one ever notices them. Those grey jackets, with the speckles, they blend into the buildings and with the people, the hoods are pulled tight, so you never see faces anyway.

You forget them, then you wonder what they saw, then you can’t sleep.

If a size is not listed, it is sold out.


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