You’re here because something is wrong.
The soft edges.
The false utility.
The way every object you touch apologizes for existing.

Welcome.
You were right to be disgusted.

The Correspondence is a series of private exchanges—
precise, scathing memos from a man who never surrendered to convenience.

No soft bags.
No slogans.
No Velcro.

Just form.
Restraint.
Cold authority.

This isn't Mailchimp.
This isn't a funnel.
This is The Correspondence.

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[ SELECTED PUBLIC DISPATCHES ]


[295] BIRKIN

[042] VIOLENCE OF CHOICE

[144] SCANDINAVIA

[118] CHAMPAGNE AND CHIPS

[237] BORSCHT BLASPHEMY

[311] ATTACHE


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(C) The Correspondence. Impeccable taste with clinical detachment.


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