ABSTRACT
Imagine biking to a job interview through the swamp-like humidity of Portland in the summertime. You’re wearing a vegan T-shirt that fits you more tightly than it should, thanks to your alterations (cutting up the seam, removing fabric, re-sewing). Across your chest, you’re sporting a sling backpack fashioned from an old canvas drop cloth. Your feet are showing through holes in your shoes. Your beard is unruly, your hair unwashed. Your neck tattoos are slathered in sweat. You walk into the interview.
