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A ultimately truthful typographic expression of me on paper, and a statement of individuality which I aspire to. Communicating with type what biologically makes up me, my DNA is a extreme subjective material, encoded with a blueprint from which I can be constructed and a map of my ancestry. Through the strength of this information and invariably chance every single ancestor on my mum and dads side successfully looked after and passed on to me this information.
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