The Capital Consumer

I Want To Live Under The Mountain, For A Thousand Years.

It's that kind of edge you walk around with, the one where people recognize that you could easily make good on that urge to sell all your shit, buy a van and camping supplies... you know, drop off for a few years, go be a fucking Holy Hermit in the last wilds of North America. Not something i would do unarmed, that's for damn sure.