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The Tonpa Kingdoms Part 1 (Overview and The Gods) : worldbuilding (reddit.com)
There are 5 connected Kingdoms that have Tonpa as their main religion these are.
Jangshun
A Place of snow-capped Mountains and green Valleys, said to be built upon the ruins of the ancient Jungar people who controlled much of the area of Jangshun and the nearby kingdoms of Monyul and Taishigang.
Very little is known about the Jungar, their ruins are scattered throughout the landscape of Jangshun, and are often characterized by simple stone structures, pottery shards, and other artifacts. Based on these remains, it is believed that the Jungar were a relatively simple society, with a lifestyle that revolved around farming, herding, and other basic activities.
Despite their lack of sophistication, the Jugar are an important part of the history and culture of the region many myths and legends have grown up around them, the people of Jangshun often see the Jungar as a symbol of the enduring spirit of the region, and take pride in the fact that they were able to survive and thrive in a harsh and unforgiving environment. In addition to their physical remains, the Jungar have left a lasting impact on the people of Jangshun in other ways. Their language, customs, and traditions are thought to have influenced the culture of the later kingdom, and many people still feel a strong connection to the Jagun and their way of life.
The Capital of Jangshun is called Druktse, founded by Dragon Priests and the legendary Namgyal dynasty the city is known for its unique architecture, with buildings made of wood and stone, intricately carved and painted with colorful designs and motifs, the streets are narrow and winding, with prayer flags fluttering in the breeze and the sound of temple bells ringing in the air.
At the center of the city is the Royal Palace of Jigme Wangchuk, a majestic building that serves as the residence of the Royal Family, the palace consists of several wings and halls, each with its own specific function. The main hall is the center of political and ceremonial activities, where the king held court and received important guests. The royal family's private quarters were located in a separate wing, with opulent living spaces and lavish decorations.
One of the most impressive features of the palace is the Eagle Tower, a tall structure that houses the elite Eagle Guards, who were responsible for the king's security the tower is covered from top to bottom with intricate carvings of the bird of prey.
The palace is surrounded by lush gardens and fountains, and it is guarded by soldiers in traditional Eagle attire, the Eagle Guards of the palace of Jingme Wangchuk are an elite group of soldiers tasked with protecting the king and the royal family, known for their fearsome reputation and exceptional combat skills, the Eagle Guards are considered one of the most prestigious units in the Jangshun army.
The guards are named after the majestic eagles that inhabit the mountainous regions of Jangshun, and they were trained to emulate the hunting tactics of these birds of prey. They are adept at using the terrain to their advantage, and are particularly skilled at scaling steep cliffs and mountainous terrain to surprise and overwhelm their enemies. In addition to their exceptional combat skills, the Eagle Guards were also known for their loyalty and dedication to the royal family. They undergo rigorous training and were selected based on their physical prowess, intelligence, and character, to become an Eagle Guard, applicants must be graduates of both the School of the Father and School of the Dragon.
The Eagle Guards are outfitted in distinctive uniforms that featured a stylized eagle emblem, and they were armed with a variety of weapons, including bows, spears, and swords. They were also known to use eagle feathers and talons in their armor and equipment, as a nod to the unit's namesake.
Druktse is a hub of cultural and religious activities, with several monasteries and temples located throughout the city.
The most famous of these is the Tashicho Dzong, a stunning fortress monastery that serves as the seat of The Gyelpa (The Duke) the secondary ruler of Druktse and the center of Druk-Ta worship. The dzong is surrounded by high walls and towers, and is accessible through a grand gate that is guarded by soldiers. The interior of the dzong is a maze of courtyards, chapels, and offices, all connected by narrow passageways and staircases.
One of the most impressive features of Tashicho Dzong is its towering central fortress and monastery, which rises above the rest of the complex and can be seen from miles around. This fortress is home to the Dragon Priests and is one of the most important structures in Jangshun. The fortress monastery is also famous for its beautiful architecture and intricate artwork. The walls of the courtyards are adorned with colorful murals and paintings, while the chapels are filled with statues and other religious artifacts. Visitors to Tashicho Dzong can tour the complex and learn about Jangshun history and culture, as well as observe the daily routines of the monks who live and work there. The Monastery is open to the public during certain hours of the day, and visitors are advised to dress modestly and remove their shoes before entering the chapels. Even though the current royal family of Jangshun are connected to The Father, The Dragon holds a special place in Druktse.
The people of Druktse are known for their warm hospitality and their strong sense of community. They celebrate several festivals throughout the year, including the annual Tshechu festival, the 3 Gods Festival which features colorful dances and rituals performed by monks and laypeople.
To the north-east of the Kingdom lies the second biggest city in Jangshun, the city of Lhagyal, often called “The Fire-proof City”
Lhagyal is a mass of stone walls and buildings with precious little wood being used at all, the walls of the city are imposingly high and even the central palace is relatively flat and does not rise above the walls, there are 4 gates made of pure steel and those are the only entrances and exits.
Inside the city walls, the streets are narrow and winding, with tall, tightly packed buildings constructed from rough-hewn stone. The architecture is distinct, with flat roofs and ornate metal doors decorating the doorways and windows, many of the buildings are built into the city's walls, their backs resting against the ancient stones.
There is more to the city than what meets the eye. Beneath the streets lie a labyrinth of tunnels and catacombs, built for both practical and spiritual purposes. Some are used for storage or as escape routes, while others are filled with ancient artifacts and sacred relics. The catacombs are also home to a complex network of underground temples and shrines and busy streets that are home to underground residences and businesses.
Despite its rugged appearance, the city's architecture is a testament to its resilience. It has withstood numerous attempts at invasion over the centuries, including attacks by powerful enemies armed with the latest in siege weaponry. The city's fortifications are a marvel of engineering, designed to withstand even the most devastating attacks and yet, for all its defensive prowess, the city has never lost sight of its cultural heritage.
The most famous instance of this was when the neighbouring Confucian Kingdom of Jinyun attempted to invade Jangshun with its impressive military might, scores of loyal foot-soldiers hardened by decades of conflict and advanced siege technology that included weapons that used fireworks.
The city withstood months of warfare with Lhagyal earning its nickname of “The Fire-proof City” The stone structures withstood the fireworks and the hard rock of the walls withstood the Jinyun catapults, outside the city several guerilla efforts by the Eagle Guards, The Company of the Hand and The White Tigers from Monyul lending their support repelled attempted on-foot invasions by the hardened Jinyun soldiers.
In the south-west of Jangshun, near the borders of Monyul and Taishigang lies the town of Gyalpeling, a place revered by monks and pilgrims alike. Gyalpeling, meaning "Abode of the Victorious" is a small yet vibrant town located in a remote corner of the kingdom. Its strategic location, surrounded by imposing mountains and blessed with fertile lands, has made it a crucial hub for spiritual activities and monastic life. The town is centered around a grand monastery, which serves as the heart and soul of the community. The monastery, known as Samtenling Monastery, is a majestic complex of ornate buildings adorned with colorful murals, fluttering prayer flags, and the sound of chanting monks echoing through the air. It is a revered place of worship and learning, drawing scholars, practitioners, and seekers of wisdom from far and wide. The streets of Gyalpeling are lined with modest housing for monks, adorned with intricate woodcarvings and colorful paintings. The locals, known for their warm hospitality and deep reverence for Tonpa, every activity the townspeople engage in helps the monastery in some way, whether trading, farming or craftsmanship, every resident of Gyalpeling helps out the monastery in some way. The town also boasts natural hot springs, believed to have healing properties, which attract pilgrims and visitors seeking solace and rejuvenation. The pristine rivers and lakes surrounding Gyalpeling add to its enchanting beauty, serving as places for meditation, ritual ablutions, and scenic walks. Gyalpeling is not only a place of spiritual significance, but it also serves as a center of learning, with numerous scriptoria, libraries, and meditation caves where monks engage in intensive study, contemplation, and meditation, prospective monks come from all over the 5 Kingdoms to study in Gyalpeling, as monks educated within its walls are valued in any court of the Tonpa Kingdoms.
One of the most valuable cities in Jangshun isn't far from the capital, a short 1 hour horse ride east of Druktse stands the city of Jangtse, a jewel in the crown of the kingdom. Jangtse, meaning "Silver Peak" in the local tongue, owes its fame and prosperity to the rich veins of silver that run through the nearby mountains, making it a thriving center for mining and trade. At the heart of Jangtse rises a magnificent conical palace, known as Jang Potrang, or the "Silver Palace." The palace, glistening like a beacon atop the tallest hill in the city, is adorned with silver-plated roofs, walls, and pillars, reflecting the sunlight and casting a mesmerizing glow over the surrounding landscape. It serves as the royal residence, where the Count holds court and conducts affairs pertaining to the area between Jangtse and Druktse. The streets of Jangtse are lined with buildings that boast silver-plated facades, creating a surreal and shimmering sight as one walks through the city, often shining gold from reflecting the sunlight, the wealth of the city is evident in the intricate silver filigree work that adorns windows, doors, and rooftops of temples, mansions, and markets alike. The silversmiths of Jangtse are renowned for their craftsmanship, producing exquisite silverware and jewelry that are sought after by collectors and traders from distant lands. The city is a bustling center of commerce, with a vibrant market square where merchants from across the region gather to trade in silver, gemstones, textiles, and other precious goods. The sounds of bartering, laughter, and the clinking of silver coins fill the air.
The Armies of Jangshun are known for their ferocious foot-soldiers, the every-day rank and file soldiers of the Jangshun armies are regarded as the best in the region and are a feared prospect to face on any battlefield.
The soldiers of the army of Jangshun are highly disciplined and skilled in the art of warfare, and are renowned throughout the region for their courage and loyalty. They are trained in a variety of weapons and fighting styles, including archery, swordsmanship, and hand-to-hand combat.
It is said that the success of the army comes from the fact that many men and women who fight in it are from mountainous regions and are conditioned from a young age to move over mountainous land with ease, their armies can easily traverse land that would be impossible for normal armies to travel over, due to the fact that the soldiers know the land.
The army of Jangshun is led by a commander-in-chief, who is appointed by the common foot-soldiers and is responsible for the overall strategy and tactics of the army. Under the commander-in-chief, there are several generals and officers who oversee different units of the army, each with their own specific roles and responsibilities. The soldiers of the army of Jangshun are equipped with a variety of weapons and armor, including shields, helmets, and chainmail. They are also skilled in the use of traditional weapons, such as the da and the gochu, which are types of swords. In addition to their skills in battle, the soldiers of the army of Jangshun are also highly respected for their loyalty and devotion to their ruler and country. They are known for their strong sense of duty and honor, and are willing to lay down their lives in defense of their homeland. The army of Jangshun is often called upon to defend the kingdom against invading forces, and has a long history of successful battles and campaigns. Their reputation for courage and skill has earned them the respect of their neighbors and allies, and they are a source of pride and inspiration for the people of Jangshun.
One of the most famous regiments from Jangshun is the “Wheel of Steel” A heavily armored longsword unit founded by Princess Jamyang Daughter of King Kunga and Sister of King Yangchen of the Yeshe Dynasty after she travelled to Europe and witnessed people fighting in full suits of armor, this was a foreign concept in the areas around her and she implemented the idea with her Father's (And later Brother's) full support they were first deployed in aid of Taishigang who were experiencing an invasion from a nearby Dharmist Kingdom. The longswords cleaved through the invading forces lack of armor and their steel plates deflected blows.
Monyul
Monyul is a land of vast open spaces and stunning natural beauty. The kingdom is home to a proud and fiercely independent people, who have built a rich culture and a strong military tradition, its plains are green and warm during the summer but snow is not uncommon in winter. Dharmaling is the capital city of Monyul and is nestled in the hills, surrounded by winding rivers and vast grasslands. It is a city steeped in tradition and culture, with a rich history that stretches back centuries.
Dharmaling was built as the northern most outpost of the Dharmist Indraprastha Empire but was conquered by Tonpa forces from a tribe that would eventually become known as the Monyul. The city is built around a central marketplace, where merchants from all over the known world come to trade their wares. The marketplace is a bustling hub of activity, filled with the sounds of bargaining and haggling, and the aromas of exotic spices and perfumes.
The Company of the Wind have their main offices in Dharmaling and use the bustling 10 storey wooden building to plan its operations throughout the known world. The streets of Dharmaling are relatively wide due to the constant horse carts that pass through them. The buildings are made of stone and wood, with intricately carved facades and ornate balconies. Many of the houses have flat roofs, which are used as outdoor living spaces during the warmer months. At the heart of the city lies the great monastery of The 3 Gods, unlike in other cities which have separate monasteries for the three Gods, this temple combines them as a display of unity between the three sects. The massive structure dominates the skyline, with its towering walls and intricate carvings. The monastery is home to a community of monks, who dedicate their lives to the study and practice of Tonpa. Surrounding the monastery are the homes of the nobility, who are known for their wealth and power. These grand estates are filled with beautiful gardens and courtyards, and are often adorned with intricate carvings and colorful murals. Outside the city walls, the landscape is dotted with small villages and nomadic encampments. These communities are home to herders and farmers, who make their living tending to the region's yaks and sheep. Despite its remote location, Dharmaling is a city of great importance, both culturally and politically. It is a place of pilgrimage for Monks, Merchants and laypeople from all over the world, and is also a hub of trade and commerce. The people of Dharmaling are proud of their heritage and their way of life, and are fiercely protective of their city and its traditions.
A 30 minute walk to the west of Dharmaling lies the Temple of Tong Thang, the Beehive Temple, as visitors approach the temple, they are greeted by the gentle humming of bees that buzz around the entrance, seemingly inviting them inside, the entrance is adorned with ornate wooden doors intricately carved with depictions of bees in flight, the temple is home to hundreds of bee colonies. The interior of the temple is a marvel of craftsmanship.The walls are adorned with honeycomb patterns carved into the stone, creating a mesmerizing visual display. Soft light filters through small openings in the dome-shaped ceiling, the centerpiece of the temple is a large altar made of honey-colored stone, adorned with intricate carvings of bees and honeycombs, where devotees offer their prayers and offerings. The Temple of Thong Tang is a place of worship dedicated to the reverence of bees and their significance in nature and the cycle of life, every day priests and priestesses of The Mother make their way to the temple to tend to the bees, bringing them water and sliced fruits, every year there is a festival outside the temple where priests and priestesses of Caihong distribute honey gathered from the bees.
Monyul is home to a large lake called Jangchub Tso, the lake is bordered by lush green forests and snow-capped mountains to the south-east, a product of Monyul's border with Taishigang.
On the edge of the lake there is a large city called "Gangri Thang", which is known for its fish markets and skilled boatwrights, nobles from the surrounding Kingdoms often commission boatwrights from Gangri Thang to build grand freshwater barges for them.
Several villages surround the lake, mostly fishing and farming communities, every spring fishermen from these villages make their way to Gangri Thang with hundreds of fish, hoping to hock their catch to fishmongers, tourists and Company of the Wind officers.
The fish they carry is mainly the several species of trout that live in the lake but a few of the lucky ones carry the Golden Mahseer, a gleaming fish variety that is said to be very difficult to catch, although the taste of the fish pales in comparison to the trout, the Golden Mahseer is revered for its scales that give off a vibrant golden glow, these scales are often used in ceremonial dress of the region adoring clothing and jewellery.
The people of Monyul are also skilled artisans, known for their intricate weavings and pottery. The kingdom is home to many workshops and marketplaces, where merchants sell their wares to buyers from all over the region. The people of Monyul are known for their skill at horsemanship, and the kingdom is home to some of the finest cavalry units in the region. The army of Monyul is also composed of archers and spearmen, who are trained in the art of mounted combat and guerrilla warfare.
The most prestigious regiment of Monyul is a cavalry unit called the White Tigers, the horsemasters of the White Tigers are known as the strictest in the Tonpa Kingdoms, if a horse fails a single training drill both the horse and rider are deemed unworthy. The White Tigers main weapon is a thick spear, painted red with a bronze spearhead, it has a heavy counterweight at the back that also doubles as a blunt weapon. Their secondary weapons are a heavy sword and a short bow.

Demographic: non-binary (AFAB), white (polish dad), hispanic (cuban mom)
First generation immigrant, have an older sister going to GW
Intended Major(s): English Language Arts Education, Dance & Drama Education, Technical Theatre.
SAT: 1180, planning on retaking in August and/or October, would rather just not submit scores
GPA: school doesn’t release GPA but i primarily average in the A- range
APs: AP World, and Production Workshop (school’s version of a Theater AP, basically an independent study? choreographed, designed props and assistant stage managed for school’s spring play with minimal guidance)
taking AP Lit, AP French and Senior Socratic Seminar (hardest history class my school offers) next year
Awards: 27/28 NYSSMA level 4, Language and Literature Academic Achievement award, nomination for national musical theatre award, won a Creative Writing competition at school last year, nominated for one this year
Extracurriculars: Leader of Dance Club next year (senior only position), play piano for about 14 years, volunteer at food pantry and immigration law office, organize files and schedule appointments at my dad’s private clinic (he’s a respiratory system specialist), interned under a stage manager at Yara Arts Group, do musical theater camps every year, participate in every show at school (cast for musicals, crew for plays (2 every year)), sing in audition only choir, babysit
LORs: Head of French Department, Director of Yara Arts Group, AP World teacher (have had for 3 years)
Essay: my most prized possession is a Dunkin’ donuts coffee cup, because it is a physical manifestation for the welcoming community of theater at my school. whenever I have a last period free I’d go to Dunkin and get coffee for myself, for some crew members and for some cast members as a pick me up and wouldn’t allow them to pay me back. so instead of giving me money they’d return the favor of caffeine and donuts and other Dunkin beverages by giving me some whenever they had the time or means to. i’m sure i’ve gotten some people more coffees than they’ve gotten me and vice versa but that doesn’t matter, it’s the idea of looking out for eachother and knowing you as a part of this wonderful community have a duty to take care of it while also being taken care of.
Colleges (would appreciate some recommendations of where else to apply/visit! must be more on the east coast, no further south than georgia, not super small or super big, preferably liberal arts and focused on/giving priority to theater)
ED/Hardest Faves: Was U (St Louis), Boston University, NYU, Kenyon, Vassar
EA/Faves but not hard (idk which are safety): Fordham, Adelphi, Sarah Lawrence, Skidmore, Purdue, University of Vermont, Bard, Fairfield
Safety for sure: Hofstra, Le Moyne, Moravian, West Virgina University
Extra Info: speak Spanish fluently at home, same with Polish and English, proficient in French, learning Italian German and Russian Live in NYC used to play cello lmao, not anymore stronger in Humanities than Science and Math
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That way new users can more easily visualize what the AI's maximum context is for each tier. According to the UI Clio uses the NerdStash Tokenizer, as different tokenizers will convert text to tokens their own way.
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In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.
“Whenever you feel like criticizing anyone,” he told me, “just remember that all the people in this world haven’t had the advantages that you’ve had.”
He didn’t say any more, but we’ve always been unusually communicative in a reserved way, and I understood that he meant a great deal more than that. In consequence, I’m inclined to reserve all judgements, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me and also made me the victim of not a few veteran bores. The abnormal mind is quick to detect and attach itself to this quality when it appears in a normal person, and so it came about that in college I was unjustly accused of being a politician, because I was privy to the secret griefs of wild, unknown men. Most of the confidences were unsought—frequently I have feigned sleep, preoccupation, or a hostile levity when I realized by some unmistakable sign that an intimate revelation was quivering on the horizon; for the intimate revelations of young men, or at least the terms in which they express them, are usually plagiaristic and marred by obvious suppressions. Reserving judgements is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth.
And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit. Conduct may be founded on the hard rock or the wet marshes, but after a certain point I don’t care what it’s founded on. When I came back from the East last autumn I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart. Only Gatsby, the man who gives his name to this book, was exempt from my reaction—Gatsby, who represented everything for which I have an unaffected scorn. If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that register earthquakes ten thousand miles away. This responsiveness had nothing to do with that flabby impressionability which is dignified under the name of the “creative temperament”—it was an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely I shall ever find again. No—Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.
My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations. The Carraways are something of a clan, and we have a tradition that we’re descended from the Dukes of Buccleuch, but the actual founder of my line was my grandfather’s brother, who came here in fifty-one, sent a substitute to the Civil War, and started the wholesale hardware business that my father carries on today.
I never saw this great-uncle, but I’m supposed to look like him—with special reference to the rather hard-boiled painting that hangs in father’s office. I graduated from New Haven in 1915, just a quarter of a century after my father, and a little later I participated in that delayed Teutonic migration known as the Great War. I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless. Instead of being the warm centre of the world, the Middle West now seemed like the ragged edge of the universe—so I decided to go East and learn the bond business. Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man. All my aunts and uncles talked it over as if they were choosing a prep school for me, and finally said, “Why—ye-es,” with very grave, hesitant faces. Father agreed to finance me for a year, and after various delays I came East, permanently, I thought, in the spring of twenty-two.
The practical thing was to find rooms in the city, but it was a warm season, and I had just left a country of wide lawns and friendly trees, so when a young man at the office suggested that we take a house together in a commuting town, it sounded like a great idea. He found the house, a weather-beaten cardboard bungalow at eighty a month, but at the last minute the firm ordered him to Washington, and I went out to the country alone. I had a dog—at least I had him for a few days until he ran away—and an old Dodge and a Finnish woman, who made my bed and cooked breakfast and muttered Finnish wisdom to herself over the electric stove.
It was lonely for a day or so until one morning some man, more recently arrived than I, stopped me on the road.
“How do you get to West Egg village?” he asked helplessly.
I told him. And as I walked on I was lonely no longer. I was a guide, a pathfinder, an original settler. He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighbourhood.
And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.
There was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air. I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities, and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew. And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides. I was rather literary in college—one year I wrote a series of very solemn and obvious editorials for the Yale News—and now I was going to bring back all such things into my life and become again that most limited of all specialists, the “well-rounded man.” This isn’t just an epigram—life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all.
It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America. It was on that slender riotous island which extends itself due east of New York—and where there are, among other natural curiosities, two unusual formations of land. Twenty miles from the city a pair of enormous eggs, identical in contour and separated only by a courtesy bay, jut out into the most domesticated body of salt water in the Western hemisphere, the great wet barnyard of Long Island Sound. They are not perfect ovals—like the egg in the Columbus story, they are both crushed flat at the contact end—but their physical resemblance must be a source of perpetual wonder to the gulls that fly overhead. To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.
I lived at West Egg, the—well, the less fashionable of the two, though this is a most superficial tag to express the bizarre and not a little sinister contrast between them. My house was at the very tip of the egg, only fifty yards from the Sound, and squeezed between two huge places that rented for twelve or fifteen thousand a season. The one on my right was a colossal affair by any standard—it was a factual imitation of some Hôtel de Ville in Normandy, with a tower on one side, spanking new under a thin beard of raw ivy, and a marble swimming pool, and more than forty acres of lawn and garden. It was Gatsby’s mansion. Or, rather, as I didn’t know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name. My own house was an eyesore, but it was a small eyesore, and it had been overlooked, so I had a view of the water, a partial view of my neighbour’s lawn, and the consoling proximity of millionaires—all for eighty dollars a month.
Across the courtesy bay the white palaces of fashionable East Egg glittered along the water, and the history of the summer really begins on the evening I drove over there to have dinner with the Tom Buchanans. Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I’d known Tom in college. And just after the war I spent two days with them in Chicago.
Her husband, among various physical accomplishments, had been one of the most powerful ends that ever played football at New Haven—a national figure in a way, one of those men who reach such an acute limited excellence at twenty-one that everything afterward savours of anticlimax. His family were enormously wealthy—even in college his freedom with money was a matter for reproach—but now he’d left Chicago and come East in a fashion that rather took your breath away: for instance, he’d brought down a string of polo ponies from Lake Forest. It was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that.
Why they came East I don’t know. They had spent a year in France for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together. This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn’t believe it—I had no sight into Daisy’s heart, but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking, a little wistfully, for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game.
And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all. Their house was even more elaborate than I expected, a cheerful red-and-white Georgian Colonial mansion, overlooking the bay. The lawn started at the beach and ran towards the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sundials and brick walks and burning gardens—finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run. The front was broken by a line of French windows, glowing now with reflected gold and wide open to the warm windy afternoon, and Tom Buchanan in riding clothes was standing with his legs apart on the front porch.
He had changed since his New Haven years. Now he was a sturdy straw-haired man of thirty, with a rather hard mouth and a supercilious manner. Two shining arrogant eyes had established dominance over his face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of that body—he seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage—a cruel body.
His speaking voice, a gruff husky tenor, added to the impression of fractiousness he conveyed. There was a touch of paternal contempt in it, even toward people he liked—and there were men at New Haven who had hated his guts.
“Now, don’t think my opinion on these matters is final,” he seemed to say, “just because I’m stronger and more of a man than you are.” We were in the same senior society, and while we were never intimate I always had the impression that he approved of me and wanted me to like him with some harsh, defiant wistfulness of his own.
We talked for a few minutes on the sunny porch.
“I’ve got a nice place here,” he said, his eyes flashing about restlessly.
Turning me around by one arm, he moved a broad flat hand along the front vista, including in its sweep a sunken Italian garden, a half acre of deep, pungent roses, and a snub-nosed motorboat that bumped the tide offshore.
“It belonged to Demaine, the oil man.” He turned me around again, politely and abruptly. “We’ll go inside.”
We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-coloured space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end. The windows were ajar and gleaming white against the fresh grass outside that seemed to grow a little way into the house. A breeze blew through the room, blew curtains in at one end and out the other like pale flags, twisting them up toward the frosted wedding-cake of the ceiling, and then rippled over the wine-coloured rug, making a shadow on it as wind does on the sea.
The only completely stationary object in the room was an enormous couch on which two young women were buoyed up as though upon an anchored balloon. They were both in white, and their dresses were rippling and fluttering as if they had just been blown back in after a short flight around the house. I must have stood for a few moments listening to the whip and snap of the curtains and the groan of a picture on the wall. Then there was a boom as Tom Buchanan shut the rear windows and the caught wind died out about the room, and the curtains and the rugs and the two young women ballooned slowly to the floor.
The younger of the two was a stranger to me. She was extended full length at her end of the divan, completely motionless, and with her chin raised a little, as if she were balancing something on it which was quite likely to fall. If she saw me out of the corner of her eyes she gave no hint of it—indeed, I was almost surprised into murmuring an apology for having disturbed her by coming in.
The other girl, Daisy, made an attempt to rise—she leaned slightly forward with a conscientious expression—then she laughed, an absurd, charming little laugh, and I laughed too and came forward into the room.
“I’m p-paralysed with happiness.”
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laughed again, as if she said something very witty, and held my hand for a moment, looking up into my face, promising that there was no one in the world she so much wanted to see. That was a way she had. She hinted in a murmur that the surname of the balancing girl was Baker. (I’ve heard it said that Daisy’s murmur was only to make people lean toward her; an irrelevant criticism that made it no less charming.)
At any rate, Miss Baker’s lips fluttered, she nodded at me almost imperceptibly, and then quickly tipped her head back again—the object she was balancing had obviously tottered a little and given her something of a fright. Again a sort of apology arose to my lips. Almost any exhibition of complete self-sufficiency draws a stunned tribute from me.
I looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice. It was the kind of voice that the ear follows up and down, as if each speech is an arrangement of notes that will never be played again. Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it, bright eyes and a bright passionate mouth, but there was an excitement in her voice that men who had cared for her found difficult to forget: a singing compulsion, a whispered “Listen,” a promise that she had done gay, exciting things just a while since and that there were gay, exciting things hovering in the next hour.
I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago for a day on my way East, and how a dozen people had sent their love through me.
“Do they miss me?” she cried ecstatically.
“The whole town is desolate. All the cars have the left rear wheel painted black as a mourning wreath, and there’s a persistent wail all night along the north shore.”
“How gorgeous! Let’s go back, Tom. Tomorrow!” Then she added irrelevantly: “You ought to see the baby.”
“I’d like to.”
“She’s asleep. She’s three years old. Haven’t you ever seen her?”
“Never.”
“Well, you ought to see her. She’s—”
Tom Buchanan, who had been hovering restlessly about the room, stopped and rested his hand on my shoulder.
“What you doing, Nick?”
“I’m a bond man.”
“Who with?”
I told him.
“Never heard of them,” he remarked decisively.
This annoyed me.
“You will,” I answered shortly. “You will if you stay in the East.”
“Oh, I’ll stay in the East, don’t you worry,” he said, glancing at Daisy and then back at me, as if he were alert for something more. “I’d be a God damned fool to live anywhere else.”
At this point Miss Baker said: “Absolutely!” with such suddenness that I started—it was the first word she had uttered since I came into the room. Evidently it surprised her as much as it did me, for she yawned and with a series of rapid, deft movements stood up into the room.
“I’m stiff,” she complained, “I’ve been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.”
“Don’t look at me,” Daisy retorted, “I’ve been trying to get you to New York all afternoon.”
“No, thanks,” said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry. “I’m absolutely in training.”
Her host looked at her incredulously.
“You are!” He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass. “How you ever get anything done is beyond me.”
I looked at Miss Baker, wondering what it was she “got done.” I enjoyed looking at her. She was a slender, small-breasted girl, with an erect carriage, which she accentuated by throwing her body backward at the shoulders like a young cadet. Her grey sun-strained eyes looked back at me with polite reciprocal curiosity out of a wan, charming, discontented face. It occurred to me now that I had seen her, or a picture of her, somewhere before.
“You live in West Egg,” she remarked contemptuously. “I know somebody there.”
“I don’t know a single—”
“You must know Gatsby.”
“Gatsby?” demanded Daisy. “What Gatsby?”
Before I could reply that he was my neighbour dinner was announced; wedging his tense arm imperatively under mine, Tom Buchanan compelled me from the room as though he were moving a checker to another square.
Slenderly, languidly, their hands set lightly on their hips, the two young women preceded us out on to a rosy-coloured porch, open toward the sunset, where four candles flickered on the table in the diminished wind.
“Why candles?” objected Daisy, frowning. She snapped them out with her fingers. “In two weeks it’ll be the longest day in the year.” She looked at us all radiantly. “Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it? I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.”
“We ought to plan something,” yawned Miss Baker, sitting down at the table as if she were getting into bed.
“All right,” said Daisy. “What’ll we plan?” She turned to me helplessly: “What do people plan?”
Before I could answer her eyes fastened with an awed expression on her little finger.
“Look!” she complained; “I hurt it.”
We all looked—the knuckle was black and blue.
“You did it, Tom,” she said accusingly. “I know you didn’t mean to, but you did do it. That’s what I get for marrying a brute of a man, a great, big, hulking physical specimen of a—”
“I hate that word ‘hulking,’ ” objected Tom crossly, “even in kidding.”
“Hulking,” insisted Daisy.
Sometimes she and Miss Baker talked at once, unobtrusively and with a bantering inconsequence that was never quite chatter, that was as cool as their white dresses and their impersonal eyes in the absence of all desire. They were here, and they accepted Tom and me, making only a polite pleasant effort to entertain or to be entertained. They knew that presently dinner would be over and a little later the evening too would be over and casually put away. It was sharply different from the West, where an evening was hurried from phase to phase towards its close, in a continually disappointed anticipation or else in sheer nervous dread of the moment itself.
“You make me feel uncivilized, Daisy,” I confessed on my second glass of corky but rather impressive claret. “Can’t you talk about crops or something?”
I meant nothing in particular by this remark, but it was taken up in an unexpected way.
“Civilization’s going to pieces,” broke out Tom violently. “I’ve gotten to be a terrible pessimist about things. Have you read The Rise of the Coloured Empires by this man Goddard?”
“Why, no,” I answered, rather surprised by his tone.
“Well, it’s a fine book, and everybody ought to read it. The idea is if we don’t look out the white race will be—will be utterly submerged. It’s all scientific stuff; it’s been proved.”
“Tom’s getting very profound,” said Daisy, with an expression of unthoughtful sadness. “He reads deep books with long words in them. What was that word we—”
“Well, these books are all scientific,” insisted Tom, glancing at her impatiently. “This fellow has worked out the whole thing. It’s up to us, who are the dominant race, to watch out or these other races will have control of things.”
“We’ve got to beat them down,” whispered Daisy, winking ferociously toward the fervent sun.
“You ought to live in California—” began Miss Baker, but Tom interrupted her by shifting heavily in his chair.
“This idea is that we’re Nordics. I am, and you are, and you are, and—” After an infinitesimal hesitation he included Daisy with a slight nod, and she winked at me again. “—And we’ve produced all the things that go to make civilization—oh, science and art, and all that. Do you see?”
There was something pathetic in his concentration, as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more. When, almost immediately, the telephone rang inside and the butler left the porch Daisy seized upon the momentary interruption and leaned towards me.
“I’ll tell you a family secret,” she whispered enthusiastically. “It’s about the butler’s nose. Do you want to hear about the butler’s nose?”
“That’s why I came over tonight.”
“Well, he wasn’t always a butler; he used to be the silver polisher for some people in New York that had a silver service for two hundred people. He had to polish it from morning till night, until finally it began to affect his nose—”
“Things went from bad to worse,” suggested Miss Baker.
“Yes. Things went from bad to worse, until finally he had to give up his position.”
For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened—then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
The butler came back and murmured something close to Tom’s ear, whereupon Tom frowned, pushed back his chair, and without a word went inside. As if his absence quickened something within her, Daisy leaned forward again, her voice glowing and singing.
“I love to see you at my table, Nick. You remind me of a—of a rose, an absolute rose. Doesn’t he?” She turned to Miss Baker for confirmation: “An absolute rose?”
This was untrue. I am not even faintly like a rose. She was only extemporizing, but a stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words. Then suddenly she threw her napkin on the table and excused herself and went into the house.
Miss Baker and I exchanged a short glance consciously devoid of meaning. I was about to speak when she sat up alertly and said “Sh!” in a warning voice. A subdued impassioned murmur was audible in the room beyond, and Miss Baker leaned forward unashamed, trying to hear. The murmur trembled on the verge of coherence, sank down, mounted excitedly, and then ceased altogether.
“This Mr. Gatsby you spoke of is my neighbour—” I began.
“Don’t talk. I want to hear what happens.”
“Is something happening?” I inquired innocently.
“You mean to say you don’t know?” said Miss Baker, honestly surprised. “I thought everybody knew.”
“I don’t.”
“Why—” she said hesitantly. “Tom’s got some woman in New York.”
“Got some woman?” I repeated blankly.
Miss Baker nodded.
“She might have the decency not to telephone him at dinner time. Don’t you think?”
Almost before I had grasped her meaning there was the flutter of a dress and the crunch of leather boots, and Tom and Daisy were back at the table.
“It couldn’t be helped!” cried Daisy with tense gaiety.
She sat down, glanced searchingly at Miss Baker and then at me, and continued: “I looked outdoors for a minute, and it’s very romantic outdoors. There’s a bird on the lawn that I think must be a nightingale come over on the Cunard or White Star Line. He’s singing away—” Her voice sang: “It’s romantic, isn’t it, Tom?”
“Very romantic,” he said, and then miserably to me: “If it’s light enough after dinner, I want to take you down to the stables.”
The telephone rang inside, startlingly, and as Daisy shook her head decisively at Tom the subject of the stables, in fact all subjects, vanished into air. Among the broken fragments of the last five minutes at table I remember the candles being lit again, pointlessly, and I was conscious of wanting to look squarely at everyone, and yet to avoid all eyes. I couldn’t guess what Daisy and Tom were thinking, but I doubt if even Miss Baker, who seemed to have mastered a certain hardy scepticism, was able utterly to put this fifth guest’s shrill metallic urgency out of mind. To a certain temperament the situation might have seemed intriguing—my own instinct was to telephone immediately for the police.
The horses, needless to say, were not mentioned again. Tom and Miss Baker, with several feet of twilight between them, strolled back into the library, as if to a vigil beside a perfectly tangible body, while, trying to look pleasantly interested and a little deaf, I followed Daisy around a chain of connecting verandas to the porch in front. In its deep gloom we sat down side by side on a wicker settee.
Daisy took her face in her hands as if feeling its lovely shape, and her eyes moved gradually out into the velvet dusk. I saw that turbulent emotions possessed her, so I asked what I thought would be some sedative questions about her little girl.
“We don’t know each other very well, Nick,” she said suddenly. “Even if we are cousins. You didn’t come to my wedding.”
“I wasn’t back from the war.”
“That’s true.” She hesitated. “Well, I’ve had a very bad time, Nick, and I’m pretty cynical about everything.”
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didn’t say any more, and after a moment I returned rather feebly to the subject of her daughter.
“I suppose she talks, and—eats, and everything.”
“Oh, yes.” She looked at me absently. “Listen, Nick; let me tell you what I said when she was born. Would you like to hear?”
“Very much.”
“It’ll show you how I’ve gotten to feel about—things. Well, she was less than an hour old and Tom was God knows where. I woke up out of the ether with an utterly abandoned feeling, and asked the nurse right away if it was a boy or a girl. She told me it was a girl, and so I turned my head away and wept. ‘All right,’ I said, ‘I’m glad it’s a girl. And I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.’
“You see I think everything’s terrible anyhow,” she went on in a convinced way. “Everybody thinks so—the most advanced people. And I know. I’ve been everywhere and seen everything and done everything.” Her eyes flashed around her in a defiant way, rather like Tom’s, and she laughed with thrilling scorn. “Sophisticated—God, I’m sophisticated!”
The instant her voice broke off, ceasing to compel my attention, my belief, I felt the basic insincerity of what she had said. It made me uneasy, as though the whole evening had been a trick of some sort to exact a contributory emotion from me. I waited, and sure enough, in a moment she looked at me with an absolute smirk on her lovely face, as if she had asserted her membership in a rather distinguished secret society to which she and Tom belonged.
Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light. Tom and Miss Baker sat at either end of the long couch and she read aloud to him from the Saturday Evening Post—the words, murmurous and uninflected, running together in a soothing tune. The lamplight, bright on his boots and dull on the autumn-leaf yellow of her hair, glinted along the paper as she turned a page with a flutter of slender muscles in her arms.
When we came in she held us silent for a moment with a lifted hand.
“To be continued,” she said, tossing the magazine on the table, “in our very next issue.”
Her body asserted itself with a restless movement of her knee, and she stood up.
“Ten o’clock,” she remarked, apparently finding the time on the ceiling. “Time for this good girl to go to bed.”
“Jordan’s going to play in the tournament tomorrow,” explained Daisy, “over at Westchester.”
“Oh—you’re Jordan Baker.”
I knew now why her face was familiar—its pleasing contemptuous expression had looked out at me from many rotogravure pictures of the sporting life at Asheville and Hot Springs and Palm Beach. I had heard some story of her too, a critical, unpleasant story, but what it was I had forgotten long ago.
“Good night,” she said softly. “Wake me at eight, won’t you.”
“If you’ll get up.”
“I will. Good night, Mr. Carraway. See you anon.”
“Of course you will,” confirmed Daisy. “In fact I think I’ll arrange a marriage. Come over often, Nick, and I’ll sort of—oh—fling you together. You know—lock you up accidentally in linen closets and push you out to sea in a boat, and all that sort of thing—”
“Good night,” called Miss Baker from the stairs. “I haven’t heard a word.”
“She’s a nice girl,” said Tom after a moment. “They oughtn’t to let her run around the country this way.”
“Who oughtn’t to?” inquired Daisy coldly.
“Her family.”
“Her family is one aunt about a thousand years old. Besides, Nick’s going to look after her, aren’t you, Nick? She’s going to spend lots of weekends out here this summer. I think the home influence will be very good for her.”
Daisy and Tom looked at each other for a moment in silence.
“Is she from New York?” I asked quickly.
“From Louisville. Our white girlhood was passed together there. Our beautiful white—”
“Did you give Nick a little heart to heart talk on the veranda?” demanded Tom suddenly.
“Did I?” She looked at me. “I can’t seem to remember, but I think we talked about the Nordic race. Yes, I’m sure we did. It sort of crept up on us and first thing you know—”
“Don’t believe everything you hear, Nick,” he advised me.
I said lightly that I had heard nothing at all, and a few minutes later I got up to go home. They came to the door with me and stood side by side in a cheerful square of light. As I started my motor Daisy peremptorily called: “Wait!”
“I forgot to ask you something, and it’s important. We heard you were engaged to a girl out West.”
“That’s right,” corroborated Tom kindly. “We heard that you were engaged.”
“It’s a libel. I’m too poor.”
“But we heard it,” insisted Daisy, surprising me by opening up again in a flower-like way. “We heard it from three people, so it must be true.”
Of course I knew what they were referring to, but I wasn’t even vaguely engaged. The fact that gossip had published the banns was one of the reasons I had come East. You can’t stop going with an old friend on account of rumours, and on the other hand I had no intention of being rumoured into marriage.
Their interest rather touched me and made them less remotely rich—nevertheless, I was confused and a little disgusted as I drove away. It seemed to me that the thing for Daisy to do was to rush out of the house, child in arms—but apparently there were no such intentions in her head. As for Tom, the fact that he “had some woman in New York” was really less surprising than that he had been depressed by a book. Something was making him nibble at the edge of stale ideas as if his sturdy physical egotism no longer nourished his peremptory heart.
Already it was deep summer on roadhouse roofs and in front of wayside garages, where new red petrol-pumps sat out in pools of light, and when I reached my estate at West Egg I ran the car under its shed and sat for a while on an abandoned grass roller in the yard. The wind had blown off, leaving a loud, bright night, with wings beating in the trees and a persistent organ sound as the full bellows of the earth blew the frogs full of life. The silhouette of a moving cat wavered across the moonlight, and, turning my head to watch it, I saw that I was not alone—fifty feet away a figure had emerged from the shadow of my neighbour’s mansion and was standing with his hands in his pockets regarding the silver pepper of the stars. Something in his leisurely movements and the secure position of his feet upon the lawn suggested that it was Mr. Gatsby himself, come out to determine what share was his of our local heavens.
I decided to call to him. Miss Baker had mentioned him at dinner, and that would do for an introduction. But I didn’t call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone—he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward—and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away, that might have been the end of a dock. When I looked once more for Gatsby he had vanished, and I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.
II
About halfway between West Egg and New York the motor road hastily joins the railroad and runs beside it for a quarter of a mile, so as to shrink away from a certain desolate area of land. This is a valley of ashes—a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and, finally, with a transcendent effort, of ash-grey men, who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air. Occasionally a line of grey cars crawls along an invisible track, gives out a ghastly creak, and comes to rest, and immediately the ash-grey men swarm up with leaden spades and stir up an impenetrable cloud, which screens their obscure operations from your sight.
But above the grey land and the spasms of bleak dust which drift endlessly over it, you perceive, after a moment, the eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg. The eyes of Doctor T. J. Eckleburg are blue and gigantic—their retinas are one yard high. They look out of no face, but, instead, from a pair of enormous yellow spectacles which pass over a nonexistent nose. Evidently some wild wag of an oculist set them there to
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Generation X: 2, 6, 9, 18, 22, 23, 32, 33 - $1 each
Ghost Rider and Blaze Spirits of Vengeance 1 (polybagged) front back - $5
G.I. Joe A Real American Hero (Image): 3 front back - $3 4 front back - $3
Green Arrow (2001) 1-12 - $65 shipped (#1 CGC 9.6, #2-12 raw) Issue 1 is an old 1st gen CGC case with the old red label. These cases aren’t sealed completely and the sides can be slightly separated. See pictures and also CGC forum discussion
Green Lantern 46 front back - $2 46n front back - $2 52 DC Universe Logo front back - $5 53 front back - $2
Guardians of the Galaxy: 27 front back - $1
Gun Honey 1, Adam Hughes FOC Cover front back - $10
Hail Hydra: 1 Blank Variant front back - $5
Harley Quinn 25th Anniversary Special front back - $5
Hellcop 3 Sketch Cover 3 (Sketch Cover) front back - $4
Hotell Volume 2 1 front back - $3
Huntress (1989) #1, 1st Helena Bertineli - $10 front back
Incredible Hulk: 210 - $10 230 - $6 458, 459, 467 - $3 each
Iron Man 281 - 1st Cameo - $20 281 Marvel Legends Reprint - 1st Cameo - $15
JSA 23 front back - $6 53 front back - $4
Just a Pilgrim (Garth Ennis): 1 front back - $3
Maestro: 3 front back - $3
Marjorie Finnegan Temporal Criminal: 1 front back - $15
Maximum Security: 1 front back - $3
MCMLXXV 1 front back - $2
Midnight Nation: 2 front back - $3 7 front back - $3 8 front back - $3
Morbius the Living Vampire: 2 front back - $2
Nevermen: 1 front back - $1
New Think (AWA Upshot) 1 front back - $2
New Warriors: 6, 13, 15, 18, 20, 22, 23, 24, 26, 29 - $2 each
New X-Men Academy X: 25, 35, 37, 43 - $3 each
Nice House on the Lake 2 front back - $8 3 front back - $8 4 front back - $5 5 front back - $5 6 front back - $5 8 front back - $5 9 front back - $5
Obergeist Ragnarok Highway 1 front back - $3 1b front back - $3 2 front back - $3
Objective Five: 1 front back - $1
Peter Parker Spider-Man: 32 front back - $3 34 front back - $3
Rai: 6 front back - $5 7 front back - $5
Red Star 3 front back - $3
Rogues’ Gallery 1 Cover A front back - $12 1 Cover B front back - $8
Scorched: 1, 1:50 sketch cover front back - $15 (note color rub on rear cover) 1, 1:50 sketch cover front back - $5 (note color breaking spine ticks on rear cover)
She-Hulk 10, Titania cover- $12 11, Titania cover - $8
Silver Sable: 4 front back - $2
Solar Man of the Atom (Valiant) 12 front back - $3 33 front back no card - $3
Spider-Man 25 front back - $6
Spider-Man 2099 1- Origin and 1st? Appearance of Spider-Man 2099 - $40
Spider-Punk 1 - 1:25 Del Mundo Variant - front back - $40
Star Wars 18 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Rebels - $25 24 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Luke & Leia front back - $4
Star Wars Bounty Hunters 17 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Thrawn & Grand Inquisitor - $25 23 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Emperor Palpatine front back - $4
Star Wars Darth Vader 17 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Darth Maul & Savage Opress front spine back - $10 21 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Moff Gideon front back - $5 23 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Bad Batch front back - $10
Star Wars Doctor Aphra 13 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Jango & Boba Fett front back - $4 19 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Bo Katan front back - $8 21 - Sprouse Lucasfilm 50th Anniversary Variant - Fennec Shand & Boba Fett - Damaged (cut in cover) front damage back - $2
Suicide Squad 3 front back - $2 28b front back - $2
Supergirl Rebirth - Adam Hughes Cover front back - $5
Superman’s Pal Jimmy Olsen: 11 front back - $3
Teen Titans: 33b Garner Variant front back - $3
Thor #411 1st New Warriors, 1st Night Thrasher - $30 (needs a press, some vertical color breaking lines on back cover)
Ultimate Marvel Team-Up: 1 front back - $3 7 front back - $3
Ultimates 1 front back - $5 2 - 1st time Nick Fury is depicted as Samuel L. Jackson - $15 6 front back - $3
Uncanny X-Men: 286, 302, 306, 307, 319, 340, 355 - $2 each 396 front back - $3 310 w/ Fleer Ultra insert front fleer back - $5 400 front back - $5
Warlock and the Infinity Watch #1 & 2 - $20
West Coast Avengers: 2, 6, 8, 11, 13, 22, 28, 29, 58, 59, 64, 65, 66, 67, 73, 74, 77 - $1 each 75 front back - $2
Wonder Man: 13n front back - $2
X-Factor: 73, 76, 77n, 78, 84, 89, 113, 114, 116, 117, 118, 119, 131, 133, 134, 139 - $2 each
X-Force: 7, 9, 13, 14, 17, 20, 21, 28, 48, 55, 58, 63, 66, 70 - $2 each
X Lives of Wolverine 1 & X Deaths of Wolverine 1 Connecting Mr. Garcin covers - $25
X-Men Unlimited 19 front back - $3
Youngblood: 0 front coupon back - $4 2 Green Logo - 1st Prophet, 1st Shadowhawk - $15
Youngblood Yearbook 1 front back - $1

Post here and/or PM me with any questions. Shipping is $5. International is available, please discuss. Free samples with every purchase! Payment is by Venmo, CashApp or Zelle; PayPal must inquire.
All of my contact info as well as all of my bottles for sale, are available in my spreadsheet which you should bookmark and look at for a more updated inventory
Spreadsheet

	HOUSE	FRAGRANCE	SIZE	REMAINING	Notes/Condition	Price	Type
1	Amouage	Incense Rori Attar	12mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$439	Niche
2	Amouage	Material (Woman)	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; Tester Cap	$145	Niche
3	Amouage	Orris Wakan Attar	12mL	99% Full	Full Presentation	$419	Niche
4	Amouage	Rose Aqor Attar	12mL	99% Full	Full Presentation	$419	Niche
5	Amouage	Vanilla Barka Attar	12mL	99% Full	Full Presentation	$419	Niche
6	Andy Tauer	Cologne du Maghreb	50mL	99% Full	First Release, Rectangular Clear Bottle; With box	$95	Niche
7	Bond No. 9	Madison Square Park	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$135	Niche
8	By Kilian	Apple Brandy on the Rocks	50mL	99% Full	Full Presentation, Box has some wear.	$160	Niche
9	By Kilian	Bamboo Harmony	100mL	100% Full	Tester Refill (No Spray)	$209	Niche
10	By Kilian	Black Phantom	100mL	100% Full	Tester Refill (No Spray)	$215	Niche
11	By Kilian	Gold Knight	100mL	100% Full	Tester Refill (No Spray)	$209	Niche
12	By Kilian	Good Girl Gone Bad	250mL	99% Full	Decanter; No Box	$800	Niche
13	By Kilian	Intoxicated	100mL	100% Full	Tester Refill (No Spray)	$209	Niche
14	By Kilian	Love Don't Be Shy Extreme	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$195	Niche
15	By Kilian	Love Don't Be Shy	50mL	99% Full	Full Presentation, Box has some wear.	$160	Niche
16	Byredo	Infloresence	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Niche
17	Byredo	Lil Fleur	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Niche
18	Byredo	Mixed Emotions	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Niche
19	Byredo	Mumbai Noise	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Niche
20	Byredo	Sunday Cologne	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Niche
21	Chanel Exclusif	Misia EdT	200mL	95% Full	Vintage Discontinued Formula; No Box	$350	Niche
22	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Bois D'Argent	7.5mL	100% Full	Official Mini	$30	Niche
23	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Bois D'Argent	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 0V01 (2010 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$35	Niche
24	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Cologne Royale	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 1X01 (2011 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$30	Niche
25	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Diorissima	7.5mL	100% Full	Official Mini; No Cannister - Price includes shipping	$30	Niche
26	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Eau Noire	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 1R01 (2011 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$35	Niche
27	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Eden Roc	7.5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Price includes shipping	$30	Niche
28	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Granville	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 0V01 (2010 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$35	Niche
29	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Milly-La-Foret	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 0W01 (2010 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$30	Niche
30	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	Mitzah	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 1W01 (2011 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$35	Niche
31	Christian Dior / Dior Privee	New Look 1947	5mL	100% Full	Official Mini - Batch Code 1R01 (2011 Production Date) - Price includes shipping	$30	Niche
32	Clive Christian	I Pour Femme (Woody Floral with Vintage Rose)	50mL	99% Full	No Box	$180	Niche
33	Clive Christian	Rock Rose	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$289	Niche
34	Creed	Acqua Florentina - F Batch	75mL	95% Full	Box, Can add a Creed Cap as well	$175	Niche
35	Creed	Aventus - 22A11A	100mL	100% Full	Full Presentation	$250	Niche
36	Creed	Aventus Cologne - 2022 Batch	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$229	Niche
37	Creed	Aventus Cologne - F Batch (Plastic Cap)	100mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed in Box	$239	Niche
38	Creed	Aventus for Her - F567	75mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$185	Niche
39	Creed	Erolfa - 15X01	120mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$349	Niche
40	Creed	Erolfa - F Batch	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$160	Niche
41	Creed	Green Irish Tweed - 19U11	50mL	99% Full	No Cap	$139	Niche
42	Creed	Green Irish Tweed - 2022 Batch	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$195	Niche
43	Creed	Himalaya - 22B01A	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Square Style Cap	$175	Niche
44	Creed	Millesime Imperial - F Batch	100mL	100% Full	Comes with Box and SQUARE Older Style Cap.	$180	Niche
45	Creed	Neroli Sauvage - F241	100mL	100% Full	Comes with Box and SQUARE Older Style Cap.	$180	Niche
46	Creed	Original Santal - F511	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$160	Niche
47	Creed	Royal Mayfair - 15R01	120mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$229	Niche
48	Creed	Royal Oud - F BATCH	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$250	Niche
49	Creed	Royal Water - 20C01N	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Square Style Cap	$175	Niche
50	Creed	Silver Mountain Water - 21V01A	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Square Style Cap	$180	Niche
51	Creed	Spring Flowers 2023	75mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$209	Niche
52	Creed	Tabarome - 21Y01A	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$160	Niche
53	Creed	Viking - F512	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$205	Niche
54	Creed	Virgin Island Water - F473	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$195	Niche
55	Creed	White Amber - 17W01	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$149	Niche
56	Creed	Wind Flowers - 22C01B	75mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap	$199	Niche
57	DS & DURGA	Amber Kiso	100mL	100% Full	New, No Box	$125	Niche
58	Frederic Malle	Eau de Magnolia	10mL	100% Full	Official Travel Spray	$55	Niche
59	Gallagher	Bergamot Silk	100mL	99% Full		$84	Niche
60	Giorgio Armani / Armani Prive	Gardenia Antigua	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$155	Niche
61	Giorgio Armani / Armani Prive	Pierre de Lune	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$155	Niche
62	Giorgio Armani / Armani Prive	Rose Alexandrie	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$155	Niche
63	Guerlain	Angelique Noire	30mL	100% Full	Mini Bee Bottle Decant	$215	Niche
64	Guerlain	Angelique Noire	10mL	100% Full	Tall Glass Decant	$55	Niche
65	Guerlain	Cherry Oud	100mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$279	Niche
66	Guerlain	Cruel Gardenia	200mL	95% Full	Tester; No Box	$319	Niche
67	Guerlain	Embruns D'Ylang	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$339	Niche
68	Guerlain	Epices Volee	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$339	Niche
69	Guerlain	Gourmand Coquin	10mL	100% Full	Tall Glass Decant	$60	Niche
70	Guerlain	Herbes Troublantes	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$339	Niche
71	Guerlain	Joyeuse Tuberuese	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$349	Niche
72	Guerlain	Musc Outreblanc	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$349	Niche
73	Guerlain	Oeillet Pourpre	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$339	Niche
74	Guerlain	Oud Nude	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$349	Niche
75	Guerlain	Rose Barbare	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$339	Niche
76	Guerlain	Rose Barbare	200mL	90% Full	DECANTED - NO ORIGINAL BOTTLE	$250	Niche
77	Guerlain	Santal Pao Rosa	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$349	Niche
78	Guerlain	Tonka Imperiale	30mL	100% Full	Mini Bee Bottle Decant	$199	Niche
79	Guerlain	Tonka Imperiale	10mL	100% Full	Tall Glass Decant	$55	Niche
80	Hermes / Hermessence	Agar Ebene	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$150	Niche
81	Hermes / Hermessence	Brin de Reglisse	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
82	Hermes / Hermessence	Cedre Sambac	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
83	Hermes / Hermessence	Epice Marine	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$170	Niche
84	Hermes / Hermessence	Iris Ukiyoe	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$150	Niche
85	Hermes / Hermessence	Muguet Porcelaine	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
86	Hermes / Hermessence	Myrrhe Eglantine	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$185	Niche
87	Hermes / Hermessence	Osmanthe Yunnan	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$150	Niche
88	Hermes / Hermessence	Paprika Brasil	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$170	Niche
89	Hermes / Hermessence	Santal Massoia	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$170	Niche
90	Hermes / Hermessence	Vanille Galante	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$150	Niche
91	Hermes / Hermessence	Vetiver Tonka	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box, No Cap	$150	Niche
92	Hermes / Hermessence	Vetiver Tonka	200mL	100% Full	Full Presentation, Brand New.	$399	Niche
93	Hermes / Hermessence	Violette Volynka	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$185	Niche
94	Hiram Green	Vetiver	50mL	95% Full	Full Presentation	$130	Niche
95	House of Sillage	Hufflepuff	75mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$325	Niche
96	House of Sillage	Nouez Moi	75mL	99% Full	Tester	$120	Niche
97	I Profumi di Firenze	Caterina De Medici	50mL	99% Full	No Box	$35	Niche
98	Initio	Side Effect	10mL	100% Full	Official Travel Atomizer	$75	Niche
99	Knize	Knize Ten	125mL	99% Full	No Box	$110	Niche
100	Le Labo	Another 13	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$189	Niche
101	Le Labo	Baie 19	100mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$225	Niche
102	Le Labo	Cedrat 37 – Berlin City Exclusive	100mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$275	Niche
103	Le Labo	Cedrat 37 – Berlin City Exclusive	50mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$225	Niche
104	Le Labo	Gaiac 10 – Tokyo City Exclusive	100mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$400	Niche
105	Le Labo	Mousse de Chene 30 - Amsterdam City Exclusive	50mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$300	Niche
106	Le Labo	Musc 25 – Los Angeles City Exclusive	50mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$250	Niche
107	Le Labo	Rose 31	50mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$175	Niche
108	Le Labo	Tabac 28 – Miami City Exclusive	50mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$250	Niche
109	Le Labo	The Noir 29	50mL	99% Full	Sprayed Once to Test / Brand New; No Box	$175	Niche
110	Maison Crivelli	Bois Datchai	100mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$169	Niche
111	Maison Crivelli	Rose Saltifolia	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$159	Niche
112	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	724	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$365	Niche
113	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	724	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
114	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Amyris Femme	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$139	Niche
115	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Amyris Femme Extrait	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
116	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Amyris Femme Extrait Special Edition Bottle	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$245	Niche
117	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Celestia	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$115	Niche
118	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Celestia Cologne Forte	200mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$279	Niche
119	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Celestia Cologne Forte	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$149	Niche
120	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Celestia Forte	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$159	Niche
121	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Universalis Cologne Forte	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$119	Niche
122	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Universalis EdT	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$219	Niche
123	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Vitae	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$219	Niche
124	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Vitae Cologne Forte	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$119	Niche
125	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Aqua Vitae Forte EdP	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$159	Niche
126	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Baccarat Rouge 540 EdP	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$205	Niche
127	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Baccarat Rouge 540 EdP	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$409	Niche
128	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Gentle Fluidity Gold	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
129	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Grand Soir	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$170	Niche
130	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	L'eau a La Rose	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$129	Niche
131	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	L'eau a la Rose	35mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$90	Niche
132	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	L'homme A la Rose	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$159	Niche
133	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Oud EdP	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$170	Niche
134	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Oud Extrait	10mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$35	Niche
135	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Oud Satin Mood EdP	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$190	Niche
136	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Petit Matin	70mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$145	Niche
137	Maison Francis Kurkdjian	Petit Matin	200mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$350	Niche
138	Maison Lancome	Orange Bigarades	100mL	100% Full	Full presentation with Box	$229	Niche
139	Mark Birley	Charles Street	75mL	97% Full	Travel Version	$90	Niche
140	Masque Milano	Tango	35mL	99% Full		$90	Niche
141	Memo Paris	French Leather	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Cap	$135	Niche
142	Memo Paris	Inle	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Cap	$135	Niche
143	Memo Paris	Italian Leather	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box or Cap	$135	Niche
144	Memo Paris	Lailabella	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$135	Niche
145	Memo Paris	Marfa	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$135	Niche
146	Memo Paris	Moon Fever	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$135	Niche
147	Memo Paris	Oriental Leather	75mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box; No Cap	$135	Niche
148	Mind Games	Caissa	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$250	Niche
149	Mind Games	Gardez (Black Queen)	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$225	Niche
150	Mind Games	J'Adoube	100mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$299	Niche
151	Mind Games	Scholar's Mate	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$225	Niche
152	Mizensir	Cologne de Figuer	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$175	Niche
153	Mizensir	Cologne de Matte	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$175	Niche
154	Mizensir	Ideal Oud	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
155	Mizensir	Mythique Vetiver	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$175	Niche
156	Mizensir	Sweet Prailine	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
157	Mizensir	Bois de Mysore	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
158	Mona di Orio	Cuir	75mL	99% Full	No Box	$120	Niche
159	Oliver and Co.	M.O.U.S.S.E.	50mL	99% Full	Limited Edition 87/133	$110	Niche
160	Parfums de Nicolai	Patchouli Intense	100mL	98% Full	Full Presentation	$119	Niche
161	Perris Monte Carlo	Tuberuese Absolue	100mL	99% Full	No Box	$99	Niche
162	Pomare's Stolen Perfume	Angel's Share	9mL	70% Full	No Box	$40	Niche
163	Roja Dove	Apex Discovery Atomizer	7.5mL	99% Full		$50	Niche
164	Roja Dove	Creation-E Essence de Parfum	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
165	Roja Dove	Scandal Essence de Parfum	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$165	Niche
166	Roman Monegal	L'eau de Rose	50mL	97% Full		$70	Niche
167	Santa Maria Novella	Sandalo	100mL	95% Full	No Box	$80	Niche
168	The Harmonist	Desired Earth Eau de Parfum	50mL	100% Full	Brand new, Sealed	$219	Niche
169	The Harmonist	Magnetic Wood Parfum	50mL	100% Full	BNIB Sealed	$229	Niche
170	Tom Ford	Beau de Jour	1000mL	100% Full	Sealed Dramming Bottle	$1,000	Niche
171	Tom Ford	Ebene Fume	250mL	99% Full	Decanter; No Box	$750	Niche
172	Tom Ford	Ebene Fume	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$170	Niche
173	Tom Ford	Fougere Platine	250mL	90% Full	Decanter; No Box	$625	Niche
174	Tom Ford	Fougere Platine	1000mL	100% Full	Sealed Dramming Bottle	$1,000	Niche
175	Tom Ford	Fucking Fabulous	250mL	99% Full	Decanter; No Box	$750	Niche
176	Tom Ford	Fucking Fabulous	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$180	Niche
177	Tom Ford	Grey Vetiver Parfum	100mL	100% Full	Sealed, New in Box	$170	Niche
178	Tom Ford	Oud Fleur	1000mL	100% Full	Sealed Dramming Bottle	$1,000	Niche
179	Tom Ford	Oud Wood	250mL	99% Full	Decanter; No Box	$750	Niche
180	Tom Ford	Rose de Chine	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$175	Niche
181	Tom Ford	Rose Prick	100mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$269	Niche
182	Tom Ford	Soleil Blanc EdP	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$140	Niche
183	Tom Ford	Soleil Brulant	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$145	Niche
184	Tom Ford	Soleil Neige	1000mL	100% Full	Sealed Dramming Bottle	$850	Niche
185	Tom Ford	Tobacco Oud	50mL	95% Full	No Box	$180	Niche
186	Tom Ford	Tobacco Vanille	50mL	90% Full	Full Presentation with Box	$155	Niche
187	Tom Ford	Tuscan Leather	50mL	100% Full	Magnetic Cap Decant	$119	Niche
188	Tom Ford	Vert des Bois	1000mL	100% Full	Sealed Dramming Bottle	$900	Niche
189	Tom Ford	White Suede	1000mL	100% Full	Sealed Dramming Bottle	$850	Niche
190	TVGA	Milestones Extrait	9mL	90% Full	No Box	$40	Niche
191	Washington Tremlett	Black Tie	100mL	95% Full		$125	Niche
192	Yves Saint Laurent	Tuxedo	250mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$375	Niche
193	Acqua di Parma	Arancia Di Capri	150mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$65	Designer
194	Acqua di Parma	Colonia EdC	100mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$75	Designer
195	Acqua di Parma	Colonia Intensa	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$65	Designer
196	Aqua di Parma	Magnolia Nobile	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$115	Designer
197	Caron	Pour un Homme de Caron Le Matin	125mL	100% Full	Opened to test, sprayed once	$69	Designer
198	Caron	Pour un Homme de Caron Le Soir	125mL	100% Full	Opened to test, sprayed once	$69	Designer
199	Caron	Pour Un Homme Impact Parfum	75mL	97% Full	No Box	$175	Designer
200	Chanel	Allure Homme Sport - Aftershave Balm	100mL	99% Full	No Box	$65	Designer
201	Chanel	Allure Pour Femme EdT	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$65	Designer
202	Chanel	Antaeus	100mL	85% Full	Silver Sprayer	$125	Designer
203	Chanel	Bleu de Chanel - Aftershave Balm	100mL	99% Full	No Box, Minor Cosmetic Damage	$55	Designer
204	Chanel	Bleu de Chanel - Aftershave Lotion	100mL	99% Full	No Box, Minor Cosmetic Damage	$55	Designer
205	Chanel	Bleu de Chanel Parfum	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$130	Designer
206	Chanel	Chance Eau Tendre EdP	50mL	90% Full	Tester; No Box	$90	Designer
207	Chanel	Chance Eau Tendre EdT	150mL	99% Full	Tester; No Box	$120	Designer
208	Chanel	Coco EdP	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$85	Designer
209	Chanel	Coco Mademoiselle - Moisturizing Body Lotion	200mL	99% Full	No Box	$55	Designer
210	Chanel	Coco Mademoiselle EdP	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$90	Designer
211	Chanel	Coco Mademoiselle EdT	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$65	Designer
212	Chanel	Coco Mademoiselle L'eau Privee	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$90	Designer
213	Chanel	Cristalle Eau Vert EdT Concentree	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Designer
214	Chanel	Cristalle EdP	50mL	95% Full	Tester; No Box	$135	Designer
215	Chanel	No. 19	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$115	Designer
216	Chanel	No. 5 Eau Premiere	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$85	Designer
217	Chanel	No. 5 EdP	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$85	Designer
218	Chanel	Platinum Egoiste	75mL	99% Full	SPLASH, NOT SPRAY Older Formulation	$125	Designer
219	Christian Dior	Dior Homme Sport - 2017 Version	125mL	99% Full	Tester; No Box Batch Code is 6Y02	$89	Designer
220	Christian Dior	J'adore in Joy EdT	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap, No Box	$60	Designer
221	Floris	007	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap, No Box	$100	Designer
222	Floris	A Rose For...	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$65	Designer
223	Floris	Cefiro	100mL	100% Full	Tester with Cap, No Box	$59	Designer
224	Floris	Lily of the Valley	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box.	$65	Designer
225	Gucci	Gucci Guilty Absolute	90mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$70	Designer
226	Guerlain	Habit Rouge L'instinct	100mL	99% Full	Sprayed once	$84	Designer
227	Guerlain	L'instant de Guerlain Pour Homme EXTREME	10mL	100% Full	VINTAGE BLACK RIM - DECANT	$50	Designer
228	Hermes	Twilly	80mL	100% Full	Tester; No Box	$65	Designer
229	Jo Malone	Amber & Lavender	30mL	90% Full	No Box	$52	Designer
230	Jo Malone	English Oak & Redcurrant	30mL	80% Full	No Box	$49	Designer
231	Jo Malone	English Pear & Freesia	100mL	100% Full	Brand New with Gift Box and Gift Set (Body Wash, Body Lotion)	$180	Designer
232	Jo Malone	Rose & White Musk Absolu	100mL	100% Full	No Box	$180	Designer
233	Jo Malone	Velvet Rose and Oud Cologne Intense	50mL	99% Full	Tester; No Box	$90	Designer
234	Thierry Mugler	A*MEN	100mL	99% Full	Rubber Flask; No Box	$75	Designer
235	Thierry Mugler	A*MEN Ultra Zest	100mL	85-90% Full	Rubber Flask; No Box	$250	Designer
236	Tom Ford	Costa Azzura Parfum	50mL	100% Full	Brand New, Sealed	$130	Designer
237	Amouage	Cristal and Gold Ladies	50mL	95% Full	Vintage, Incredibly hard to find. Full presentation in nice condition	$399	Vintage
238	Cartier	Santos EdT	100mL	100% Full	Spray; Refill.	$299	Vintage
239	Chanel	Egoiste Cologne Concentree	100mL	97% Full	Bottle Only	$399	Vintage
240	Chanel	Gardenia EdT	100mL	100% Full	Vintage; Sealed	$390	Vintage
241	Crabtree & Evelyn	Crabtree & Evelyn Extract of West Indian and Sicilian Limes	125mL	100% Full	Full presentation with Box	$209	Vintage
242	Dunhill	Cologne	125mL	99% Full	Vintage; Splash	$100	Vintage
243	Escada	Pour Homme Aftershave	75mL	100% Full	BNIB Sealed	$165	Vintage
244	Escada	Pour Homme Aftershave	125mL	100% Full	BNIB Sealed	$240	Vintage
245	Floris	Bay Rum	3.5 Oz	97% Full	Vintage; Splash. "Use as a cologne, after shave lotion, or hair lotion."	$84	Vintage
246	Floris	Special 127	100mL	98% Full	Vintage; Dark Blue Box., 2 Royal Warrants, Vintage Version	$70	Vintage
247	Fragonard	Zizanie	240mL	80% Full	Shaker bottle (Splash, not spray) no box. At least 80% Full.	$240	Vintage
248	Geo F Trumper	Ajaccio Violets	100mL	99% Full		$40	Vintage
249	Gucci	Envy Aftershave	50mL	100% Full	BNIB Sealed	$140	Vintage
250	Gucci	Envy Aftershave	100mL	100% Full	BNIB Sealed	$215	Vintage
251	Gucci	Rush for Men	50mL	100% Full	Full Presentation; These do not come fully filled	$190	Vintage
252	Gucci	Rush for Men Aftershave	100mL	100% Full	BNIB Sealed	$140	Vintage
253	Guerlain	Heritage EdT	200mL	100% Full	New; Vintage; Splash. 1991 Bottle.	$225	Vintage
254	Guerlain	Samrasa EdP	50mL	100% Full	No Box	$109	Vintage
255	Guerlain	Samsara EdT 1992-1993 Formulation	100mL	100% Full	Tester; No Cap; No Box	$109	Vintage
256	Jean Desprez	Bal a Versailles	9 Oz	70% Full	Vintage; Splash; No Box Open to offers on this enormous bottle.	$135	Vintage
257	Lacoste	Eau de Sport Vivifiante	100mL	99% Full	No Box	$110	Vintage
258	Lacoste	Land	100mL	99% Full		$130	Vintage
259	Nino Cerruti	Fair Play Pour Homme	100mL	99% Full	Full presentation with Box	$275	Vintage
260	Paco Rabanne	Eau de Metal	20mL	100% Full	Vintage; Mini	$15	Vintage
261	Ralph Lauren	Silver Romance for Men	100mL	80% Full	No Box, No Cap	$145	Vintage
262	Revillon	Pour Homme Eau de Toilette Super Concentrate	60mL	99% Full	Atomizer	$190	Vintage
263	Revillon	Pour Homme Eau de Toilette Super Concentrate	90mL	99% Full	Atomizer	$290	Vintage​

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WE BACK!!!

What's good fam, back with another gigantic post. Got a metric shit ton of clothes to sell as I have a problem (as you can tell from this post).
Will be adding more clothes to this post in the week, stay tuned!
- I'm a vouched seller and have been around since 2015, so operating with Paypal gift
- Please hit me in PMs for questions.
- First come, first serve.
- Flakers get blocked.
Vouch History (since 2017)
- 2 year ago: https://www.reddit.com/RepVouch/comments/fucayf/traj250/
- 4 years ago: https://www.reddit.com/RepVouch/comments/7lk7ns/traj250/
- 5 year ago: https://www.reddit.com/RepVouch/comments/8t6ksq/traj250/
- 6 years ago: https://www.reddit.com/RepVouch/comments/60dx90/utraj250/
All my homies hate Imgur, Google Photos gang. Tag and timestamp in the first linked album.
CLOTHES: https://photos.app.goo.gl/R4qwWtCEFVYWhhjV7
SHOES: https://photos.app.goo.gl/hzXLXbFhpt7Qz6kZ7
ACCESSORIES: https://photos.app.goo.gl/9PYpQr8bwZ7yFDNN8

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SHIRTS

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RETAIL Rare Bape Hong Kong HK Camo 3rd Year Anniversary
size L (Japanese sizing so tts M-L depending on desired fit)
90 + ship
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Undercover shirt
size 2 (fits S - M)
From my ex, need gone
20 + ship
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RETAIL "Be True" ACG Logo Shirt
size L (fits oversized so more like XL)
45 + ship
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RETAIL Babylon x Off White Shirt
size XL
150 + ship
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VL0NE I Heart ATL Shirt
size XL
40 + ship
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VL0NE Playboy Shirt (green)
size XL (fits L-XL)
30 + ship
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VLNTO Shirt
size XL
40 + ship
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RETAIL Tyler Outsidelands CMIYGL Shirt
size L
100 + ship
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H3LMUT [email protected] Logo Shirt
size XL
35 + ship
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[email protected] [email protected] Blurred Logo Shirt
size XL
35 + ship
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Bape x Chrome Hearts Shirt
size XL (fits L-XL)
brand new, never worn
45 + ship
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V3TMENTS Ferrari Red Shirt
size L (tts or oversized M)
fire collab, rare shirt featuring the classic ferrari motif on front and back
60 + ship
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V3TMENTS The Pirate Bay Shirt
size XL (fits XL - XXL)
Never worn. Phenomenal shirt. Korean/hq chinese batch so print, material, spelling, etc is on point. No rush to sell this, will wear if doesn't sell. (listed for what i paid)
80 + ship
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K!TH Flowers Gardens of the Mind Emboridery Shirt
size XL (fits L-XL)
Nice emboridery and details on this shirt.
35 + ship
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[email protected] DEPT Porsche Shirt
size XL (fits XL-XXL)
65 + ship
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Number N!n(e) 9 Mickey Mouse Shirt
size 2 (fits M to slim L)
45 + ship
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Baby Milo Bape Shirt
size XL (fits L)
Might be retail. Bought from a user who was unsure of authenticity. Don't see a lot of baby milo reps often, so something unique to drip.
40 + ship
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RETAIL Polo College Logo Chest Shirt
size XL (tts)
Great casual drip or a solid present to a friend.
45 + ship
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Nike Real Eyes Realize Shirt
size L (fits L-XL)
Great quality blank and print. New nike product has that a1 sauce that reps haven't gotten yet.
35 + ship
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ENF RCH DEPR (ERD) Blue Judgement Day Shirt
fits M-L
ERD is such a dope brand, but heavily overpriced. This shirt is super nice quality and feels amazing to the touch, it's the high-quality batch. Bought off a user from qReps. Don't sleep on the true drip.
100 + ship
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Palm Angels Mermaid Shirt
size XL (fits XL-XXL)
High quality blank and print. Feels like retail, dont sleep
75 + ship
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Palm Angels Butterfly Button Up
size XL (fits XL-XXL no problem)
This is basically retail. HQ palm angels reps have nailed the designs and material quality that retail uses. Fire piece for summer. Not cheap quality batch that has sizing/print wrong.
85 + ship
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Rhud3 Flamingos Floral Silk Shirt (Green)
size L (fits XL or oversized L)
another summer staple. Will confirm 1:1 gf 2-3 days friend. Was expensive because its a silk and viscose blend which feels phenomenal to touch and fits awesome
90 + ship---
Rhud3 Floral Silk Shirt (Black)
size L (fits XL or oversized L)
Brand new. same as prev quality
100 + ship---

PANTS

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YZY Season 6 Sweatpants
size XL
65 + ship
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SI Sweatpants
grey XL
65 + ship
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R!CK OWNS Berlin Pants
fits XL
Great pair of versatile pants that fit either for lounging around or for fits. Bought off a user who copped off the pink elephant seller or something from qReps. Haven't had a lot of wear on these, but tempted to keep them.
85 + ship
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Haider Perth Sweatpants (Brown)
fits 36-38 (maybe smaller depending on if an oversized fit is desired)
These are amazing. Love the details on the garment. Has a great feel to the touch.
70 + ship
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Cactus JOR Warm-Up Track Pants
size XL
Great pair of pants to wear on top of shorts to go hoop, or even dressed up. Love the attention to detail on this piece too, like the zippered pockets, the tags, as well as a Nike logo and adjustment facilities on the foot cuff.
70 + ship
---RETAIL Nike Tech Fleece Shorts
size XL
These are hella nice utility shorts. Some summer classics.
25 + ship
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[email protected] Colored Camo Shorts
- blue (XXL, fits 36-38)
- purple (XXL, fits 36-38)
Incredibly difficult to find Bape without shark prints, even if looking for just camo or colored camo--haven't seen these for sale ever. These are OG reps that are actually high quality, and that's communicated through details like the tags from the inside of the shorts to the front as well. Don't sleep, these are some of my favorites.
75 + ship each
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[email protected] Reversible Pink Shorts (swimming trunk)
size XL brand new
60 + ship
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RETAIL Bravest Studio LV Camo Shorts
size XXL (fit tts)
Would keep if they were an XL but just a lil too big on me. These are retail and are amazing quality for wearing out or flexing at the gym/while hooping
85 + ship each
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RETAIL Nike ACG Technical Cargo Shorts
- Orange
- Black
- dark grey (mesh pocket)
All size L (adjustable waist) brand new w/tags
Amazing quality shorts. Collect a lot of ACG and these are so good for spring/summer. Lots of pockets and selling for a steal
75 + ship each
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RETAIL Polo Boat Knots Boat Shorts
size L (tts)
40 + ship
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RETAIL Nike ACG Color Essential Shorts (Orange)
size XL brand new w/tags
45 + ship
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Rhud3 Green Shorts
size XL (fits L - XL depending on fit)
Heavy high quality details on this jawn
65 + ship
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Rhud3 Reflective Shorts (Green and Red)
- green
- maroon/red
size XL (fits L-XL)
60 + ship (each)
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GUCC! Lightweight Jersey Material Shorts
size XL
65 + ship
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GUCC! Cloth Stripes Shorts (Stripes on side)
size L
85 + ship
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HOODIE / LONGSLEEVES

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RETAIL Babylon x Off White Longlseeve
size XL
180 + ship
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SI Shadow Projects Crewneck
size XL (tts)
85 + ship
Great crewneck, basically brand new.
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RETAIL Supreme Nun Crewneck
size XL
A classic piece. Snag for a steal.
80 + ship
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Rare [email protected] Varsity Jacket
size L
Hard to find bape reps without the shark motif. But this jacket has it all, the details are phenomenal and the print is super unique.
150 + ship
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RETAIL Puma x Ader Anorak
fits XL
80 + ship
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RETAIL Nike ACG Vintage Pullover Anorak (new w/tags)
size XL
150 + ship
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SI Hooded Sweater
size XL (fits L-XL)
60 + ship
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BLCG Embroidery Black Hoodie
size L (fits XL)
100 + ship
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BLCG Maroon Logo Hoodie
size XL
27 in bust, 25 in shoulder and 30 in length
100 + ship
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BALENC!AGA Washed Hoodie
fits XL-XXL
Another amazing hoodie. Feels awesome and looks even better. Has an awesome fit, that layers well with jackets on top or can be worn by itself. I believe it's Amy batch iirc.
100 + ship
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K!TH x TOMMY H!LFIGER Reversible Jacket
size XL (tts)
150 + ship
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BURB3RRY Blue Anorak
size XL (tts)
150 + ship
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BLCG Elephant Windbreaker
fits XL - XXL
Nice color blocking with the grey, black and red highlights, this piece is of phenomenal quality. I believe the BTS user I bought off of said it was either reon or Amy batch, can't remember which, but it was one of the two as they were the one's making the high-quality reps of this. Haven't worn this at all, still brand new.
170 + ship
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SI 3M Hoodie
fits XL-XXL
Great hoodie, versatile and nice stone island detailing.
65 + ship
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BALENC!AGA ANORAK JACKET
size XL - XXL depending on desired fit
As worn by Travis Scott. Amazing older balenciaga piece, haven't seen around sub or anything for sale. Also very tempted to keep this.
200 + ship
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BALENC!AGA Padded Flannel
Size 52 (fits L-XL)
This is reon's 300$ batch, never worn by me. Just been posted in my closet. Details and feeling of materials are immaculate on this, the Koreans know what they are doing about reps fr.
300 + ship
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[email protected] G00SE Expedition Parka
size XXL (fits tts XL, or slimmer XXL depending on desired fit)
Amazing jacket. Get a lot of compliments on this piece. Tempted to keep it for this upcoming winter, but have too many jackets! Definitely a trooper of a jacket. Also, the attention to details on this replica parallels retail CG, from the fuzzy pockets to keep your hands warm when its cold as bricks
300 + ship
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GUCC! Tracksuit Jacket
size XL tts
80 + ship
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KAPITAL Sweater
size L (fits M-L)
Awesome knit pattern. Fits awesome
100 + ship
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Rhud3 Green Zip-up Hoodie
fits L
High quality zippers and quality of materials
85 + ship
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G!VENCHY Light Blue hoodie
size XL tts
100 + ship
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Human Mad3 x Lil Uzi Vert
size L (tts L - slim XL)
Brand new w/bag
75 + ship
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Arc'teryx Beta AR Jacket Maroon
size XL
85 + ship
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RETAIL Call me if You Get Lost Merch
- brown hoodie (100 + ship)
- brown workers jacket (150 + ship)
Brand new. Bought from Seattle tour
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Harley Davidson Zip Up Vintage hoodie
size L (fits L-XL)
65 + ship
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[email protected] Fleece Anorak
size L
75 + ship
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ACCESSORIES

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SUP x TNF Compass (new)
25 + ship
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SUP Dollar Chain (new, mainly trade)
75 + ship
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Chrom3 Hearts Wallet Chain
Brand new, never worn. Listed for what I paid.
200 + ship
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Chrom3 Hearts Bead Bracelet
Real silver in this jawn. Nice ass piece.
70 + ship
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GUCC! Ghost Thick Ring
size 9 or so iirc
Great quality silver ring. Feels very solid and features iconic Gucci ghost print.
50 + ship
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[email protected] x Jam Home Made Ring
RARE and super dope piece. Haven't seen this around in sooooo long, bought off taobao circa 2017. From the deep vaults of my personal collection
80 + ship
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CH Ring 1 (listed in order on google photos)
50 + ship
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CH Ring 2 (listed in order on google photos)
50 + ship
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CH Ring 3 (listed in order on google photos)
50 + ship
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CH Ring 4 (listed in order on google photos)
50 + ship
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CH Safety Pin
45 + ship
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GCCI Ghost Chain
Ah, a classic staple piece. In phenomenal condition and can go with any fit, whether dressing up or regularly wearing.
85 + ship
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LUIV x Virgil Silver Bracelet
Great bracelet, wore it to a few parties, defo gets attention, esp under proper lighting. Still got a lot of wear left in it.
45 + ship
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LUIV x SUP Belt (New Darcy batch)
size 38
150 + ship
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LUIV Bandana/Scarf
60 + ship
---HERM3S Blanket
Great quality piece. Never used, only kept in storage. Was planning to give it as a gift to my ex (lol). Rare piece, hard to find. The stitching is awesome, the material feels good, and no visible flaws in the pattern.
200 + ship
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SI 3M Reflective Tactical Vest (new)
150 + ship
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OW Backpack (new)
Brand new, never used. Details on this are phenomenal. Had retail off white backpack and the rep does an amazing job from the zippers to the pockets and different storage facilities in the bag.
200 + ship
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D!OR Backpack (new)
Brand new and never worn.
70 + ship
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AM!RI Bandana Silk Keychain
Super nice quality keychain. This thing feels amazing!!! Love the silk on this. Perfect to add to an outfit as an accessory or to a satchel or backpack.
60 + ship
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OW Rubber Belt
O/S
35 + ship
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D!OR Bookbag
O/S
85 + ship
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LV Mini Soft Trunk Monogram Eclipse Black
Brand new w/all accessories.
180 + ship
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RETAIL Bape Pink Side Bag
100 + ship
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LV Fragment Apollo backpack
200 + ship
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Arc'teryx Collab Maka Bag
brand new w/tags
Copped off grailed for a trip but it arrived too late.
100 + ship
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LV Keepall Duffle 55
250 + ship
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RETAIL OVO x Klean Kanteen
Brand new. Copped from vancouver store and never used. Super nice quality bottle, KK makes great bottles
40 + ship
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SHOES

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RETAIL AM97
size 13
120 + ship
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J0RDAN 1 Turbo Green
size 12
120 + ship
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[email protected] x NK LD Waffle (Grey)
size 13
130 + ship
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J0RDAN 6 Maroon
size 12
90 + ship
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[email protected] N!KE LD Waffle (Grey)
size 12
85 + ship
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N!KE Dunk Low - Medium Curry
size 12
Great pair of shoes, go with a lot of different outfits. Very versatile and dope pair of shoes.
75 + ship
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N!KE Blazer OW Wolf Grey Serena Queen
size 13
85 + ship
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FOG Oatmeal 1s
size 12
have accessories bag, basically new
170 + ship
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D!OR STUS B27 (white and black)
size 45 (fits 11-12)
80 + ship
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UB Creme 1.0
size 12
65 + ship
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HR Hindi Core White NMD
size 12
65 + ship
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OW AF1 Volt
size 12
65 + ship
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J1 Mocha
size 13
100 + ship
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D!OR B27 (red)
size 45 (fits 11-12)
120 + ship
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C0MM0N PROJECT Achilles Heel
size 46 (12-13)
80 + ship
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J0RDAN 4 Laser Black Gum
size 12
80 + ship
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Kanye West [email protected]
size 12
300 + ship
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THE compulsive gambler sub consciously wants to lose his shirt, of course, along with everything else he owns, and so he again and again puts down the rent money on the Montreal Expos or 80‐to‐1 2‐year‐old maiden fillies wear ing blinkers and bandaged forelegs. And if he's nothing else, Walter Matthau, the 50‐year‐old stage and movie actor, is a compulsive gambler. A few years ago, for instance, while in Florida to film episodes of a TV series called “Tallahassee 7000,” Matthau breath‐takingly managed in a mere two weeks to drop no less than $183,000. He lost the money, moreover, not by backing crippled nags at Hialeah but mainly instead by betting on the outcome of spring training baseball games, a way of tossing bundles of money out the window that should surely that year have won him the Nobel Prize for masochism.
Since dropping that $183,000, sum that eventually took, him six years to pay off to his increa ingly impatient Mafia ‐ connected book maker, Matthau has cut down con siderably on the amounts that he bets, especially when he goes to race tracks, and on a good day at Holly wood Park he can now come happily home having lost only $400 or $580.
Still, he continues casually to bet thousand dollars or so on things like N.B.A. play‐off games or whether or not a friend can name the capital of Albania, and so remains a prime example of the evils of gambling to all those New Yorkers who are thinking of taking a first‐time fling at the ponies because of an easy access these days to offtrack betting windows in Grand Central Station and elsewhere. “I think that off‐track betting is great for New York,” dryly remarked Matthau during a recent three‐day visit to the city from his home in California. “I mean, it's so democratic—if they keep up off‐track betting long enough, every body in town will be on welfare.”
Of course, though he has the mo rose, hangdog look of a chronic loser, Matthas is scarcely a loser in everything he gets mixed up in. Far from it, as a matter of fact. For example, when signing contracts for his last several movies he chose to gamble on accepting a percentage of the profits in lieu of a salary, and at least one of these gambles has al ready handsomely paid off—his per centage of “Cactus Flower,” a film he made a couple of years ago with Ingrid Bergman and Goldie Hawn, has so far amounted, to more than a million dollars. And he's also on the way to making another million or so as his share of the profits from each of his two most recent pictures—“A New Leaf,” a wacky comedy in which he is co‐starred with Elaine May, and “Plaza Suite,” the film version of Neil Simon's exceedingly successful Broadway play. So, unlike almost every other compulsive gamb er in the country, Matthau is nowadays just about literally rolling in money. Besides, pleased with the way that his career is going, with his marriage, with his three children, and with his seaside home in Pacific Palisades, Calif., Matthau is even happy, an emotion not normally associated with the compulsive gambler.
HOW does a compulsive gambler get to be one? The story of Matthau's life is perhaps an object lesson to all of those who have lately been spend ing their lunch hours in Grand Cen tral Station to wait in line for the dubious privilege of giving away their money to Howard Samuels and his Off track Betting Corporation. In any event, Matthau was born on the lower East Side of Manhattan on Oct. 1, 1920, the son of an impoverished Russian‐Jewish immigrant from Kiev, in the Ukraine, and of a Lithuanian born Jewish mother.
When Matthau was 3 years old, and his older brother, Henry, was 5, his father, a worker at such odd jobs as serving subpoenas for law firms, lit out for parts unknown, leaving him and his brother to be raised by their mother, Rose, who managed to scrape a marginal living for herself and her sons by working as a sewing machine operator in garment district sweatshops. In 1935, when Matthau was 15 years old, he learned of his father's death in Bellevue Hospital. His mother is still living, and—sup ported in the grand manner by her sons (Matthau's brother lives now on Long Island and is a jobber of surplus Army‐Navy goods)—divides her time these days between a penthouse on West End Avenue and a condo in Miami Beach.
During his childhood, Matthau, his brother and his mother lived in succession of cold‐water tenement apartments in the Ukrainian area of the Lower East Side, that is, around East Fifth Street near Second Av enue, being forced to vacate each apartment after only a few months because they'd got so hopelessly far behind in the rent that their land lord would have them evicted. Years later, when Matthau briefly sublet Paul Newman's house in Hollywood for $3,700 per month, he recalled with a shake of his head that $3,700 was more money than the Matthau family had spent on rent during 20 years on the Lower East Side. Mat thau, however, hasn't the slightest nostalgia these days for his poverty ridden childhood. “It was a night mare—a dreadful, horrible, stinking nightmare,” he grimly remembers.
On the Lower East Side, Matthau recalls, the highest ambition of most of his class ates was some day to become a salesman for a garment district dress house, for he himself secretly had far more exalted am bitions — by the age of 8, a day dreamer, a loner, a reader of Shake speare, he'd already determined to become a famous writer and actor. Encouraged by a teacher who ad mired his speaking voice, Matthau appeared in a number of school plays and also regularly recited poetry in school assemblies. On East Fifth Street, anyone who evinced an interest in poetry was thought by his classmates to be seriously lacking in machismo, and Matthau often found himself getting beaten up at recess by schoolyard bullies. So, already feet tall by the age of 10 (he weighed only 90 pounds, however, and, says Matthau, who is today 6 feet 3 inches tall and weighs 180 pounds; “when I drank cherry soda, I looked like thermometer”), he put himself through a regimen of muscle‐building until “I had Popeyelike bumps on my skinny arms and could beat up any body who made snide remarks about my poetry reading.”
When Matthau was 11 years old, in fact, one of those whom he alleges to have beaten up in the schoolyard was none other than Rocky Graziano, who grew up, of course, to become the middleweight boxing champion of the world. Of Matthau's claim to having beaten up Graziano, one can unequivocally make the following statement: The story either is or is not true.
IN any event, along with being a compulsive gambler, Matthau is also something of a compulsive stretcher of the truth. Or, to put it perhaps a bit more tactfully, a compulsive weaver of fiction when it comes to talking about his past. For example, bored with repeating the story of his life over and over again to interview ers, Matthau has on more than one occasion told newspapermen and magazine writers that his father was a defrocked Russian Orthodox priest who'd had to flee for his life from Czarist Kiev in 1906 because he'd been preaching sermons in support of Pope Pius X. And this story, told by Matthau to interviewers with an absolutely straight face, has appeared several times as the God's truth in such usually accurate publications as Time and Current Biography.
NOT long ago, too, when Matthau was in New York for a round of newspaper, maga zine, radio and TV interviews to promote “Plaza Suite,” chanced to be in earshot when he told a story to Neil Simon that he'd heard the night be fore from Gene Saks, the director, about a somewhat aging and hard ‐ of hearing actor who'd had trouble re membering his lines in a play last winter at the Palm Beach Playhouse in Florida. So, as Matthau told the story to Si mon, a prompter, unseen by the audience, was hidden in a hole cut into the front of the stage and instructed to call out only key words to the actor when a line was for gotten. “Drastic,” whispered the prompter when the actor went up in his lines on the opening night of the play. From the hard ‐ of ‐ hearing actor, no response. “Drastic,” repeated the prompter in a somewhat louder voice. Again, no response. “Drastic,” the prompter now all but shouted. Still no response, upon which a man in the second row of the orchestra stood up and yelled “Dastic!” The actor heard him, smiled, remem bered his line, and the play went on.
As show‐biz stories go, not bad. Not so great, either. The following evening, however, happened to be on hand when Matthau was being inter viewed by David Frost on Frost's TV talk show and was asked, “What was your most embarrassing moment in the theater?” And, without batting an eyelash, Matthau pro ceeded to tell the “drastic” story as though it was some thing that had happened to him years ago on Broadway.
He concocts personal anec dotes that aren't true, Mat thau later somewhat abashedly told me, because they liven up otherwise boring inter views and make his past seem more colorful than it really was. “Like saying that my father was a Catholic priest — I figure that makes me more interesting than just another Jewish actor who had a pair of Jewish parents,” Matthau explained to me with a grin. “Jewish and Catholic— if I can just work a Protestant into my background, I'm all set.”