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snkrbonbon · 6 months
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sneakersculture · 1 year
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Mais au fait....C'est quoi Nike ACG ?
Si vous suivez de loin les sorties sneakers, vous avez probablement déjà vu cet acronyme de 3 lettres, accompagnant certains modèles et certaines collections. Mais savez vous de quoi il s’agit ? Une collection Nike à part entière Nike ACG, déjà, qu’est-ce que ça veut dire ? Cela signifie “All Condition Gear”, soit, des équipements tous terrains. On retrouve donc dans la gamme ACG toute sorte…
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withbellzon · 2 years
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how Tinker Hatfield pitched the Air Jordan III to Michael
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themanymees · 1 year
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Nike SB Paul Rodriguez 2 Hat Rod Black/University Blue (Tinker Hatfield) Size 13
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freshthoughts2020 · 2 years
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Air Jordan 5 “Concord”
Release Date : August 2022
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indeedgoodman · 2 years
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arlenkim · 8 months
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Everyday I see stuff – that’s part of the job of a designer – to see what going on in the world, to look at what other people are doing. actually I was inspired in paris again recently. not by a piece of design but by the people and the city overall. you can think you know something and have preconceived ideas – but things are always changing, people are always changing. as a designer you have to pay attention to everything, to observe changes, think about them, and respond to them.
Noticing a change in paris made me feel good and as a result I was having a lot of ideas. when you feel good it changes how you see the world, how you perceive things, and it’s in these moments that I have my best ideas.
매일 저는 물건을 봅니다. 디자이너의 일 중 하나죠. 세상에서 무슨 일이 일어나고 있는지, 다른 사람들이 무엇을 하고 있는지 살펴보는 것입니다. 사실 저는 최근에 파리에서 다시 영감을 받았습니다. 디자인이 아니라 사람과 도시 전체에 의해. 당신은 당신이 무언가를 알고 있고 선입견을 가지고 있다고 생각할 수 있습니다. 그러나 상황은 항상 변하고 사람들은 항상 변합니다. 디자이너로서 모든 것에 주의를 기울이고, 변화를 관찰하고, 생각하고, 대응해야 합니다.
파리의 변화를 알아차리자 기분이 좋아졌고 그 결과 많은 생각이 떠올랐습니다. 기분이 좋으면 세상을 보는 방식과 사물을 인식하는 방식이 바뀌고 바로 이 순간에 최고의 아이디어가 떠오릅니다.
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creptopia · 9 months
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vivaladiana · 10 months
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sneakersculture · 1 year
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Tous les modèles de la gamme Air Jordan
Vous pensez connaître la gamme de sneakers Jordan comme des pros ? On vous aide à parfaire votre sujet, car parmi les 37 modèles signatures de la marque, il y en a forcément que vous connaissez moins bien. Et déjà, y’en-a-t-il vraiment 37 ? Réponse juste en dessous ! La Air Jordan 1 La première. La classique. L’indémodable. La Jordan 1 a été la première à porter le nom de MJ, mais pas la…
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thedropnyc · 1 year
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Nike Air Max 97 "Kiss My Air" in Safari Print
Nike Air Max 97 “Kiss My Air” in Safari Print
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themanymees · 1 year
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Nike Air Jordan Alpha 1 Tinker Hatfield Birch Black / Orange Size 13 392813-201
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sl-newsie · 3 months
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Query: Q x 00 Agent- Ch. 5: Compromised
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Once again I have to power through the drug’s grip as I stir. This time I wake up tucked away in the corner of a short room, one filled with computers, counters of gadgets, and motorcycles.
“Good, you’re awake. Again.”
I spot Q hunched over a desk, tinkering with a watch.
“How long have I been out?” I grunt.
“5 hours. Silva's gone. Escaped by wrecking a train.”
I sit up and take a deep breath. “Where’s Bond?”
“Disappeared.”
“M?”
“Disappeared.”
I sigh. “And I’m guessing you can’t tell me where?”
Q opens his mouth to say something but closes it. I should be used to this by now.
“I get it. More secrets. Comes with the job,” I say in a mockingly perky voice.
Q straightens up and walks over from the desk. “I’m not doing it to piss you off. It’s for security-”
“And you don’t think I’m trustworthy.” When Q doesn’t argue, that gives me my answer. “I suppose I can’t blame you. It’s what I get for being in this business.” Yet I still can’t rid the look of frustration off my face.
Q frowns. “You say one thing, but look another. Why be angry at me?”
I look away and busy myself with checking my leg bandages. “I don’t know. Maybe it’s just the drugs talking to me. Is there anything I can help with?”
I can already tell Q’s annoyed with me. “Sorry, 0011. With that leg-”
“Spare me the medical talk. I’m going home.”
“Here, let me help.” Q rounds the hospital bed and starts pushing. “We’re in the basement so you’ll have to take the elevator.”
My nose scrunches in confusion. “Basement? Why are you hiding down here?”
I can almost feel him roll his eyes. “I’m not hiding down here. This is my office.”
“Really?” I take one last look around the lab before Q wheels me into the elevator. “It’s nice. Much more quiet than upstairs.”
“Hm. Never thought of it that way. I always thought they just gave me the basement because it was the only place left.” After we exit the elevator Q pushes me to the lobby. “I’ve radioed for a car to drive you home. Is your house in town?”
“I’d hardly call my tiny apartment a house. It’s in Hatfield, so not too far away.” An SUV pulls up to the curb and Q helps push my bed into the backseat. “Thank you. You didn’t have to do this.”
The man smirks. “‘Course I have to. Can’t have one of our 00 agents sent home in a meager cab, can we?”
That’s what I am, a government asset. Is it bad that I’m disappointed he doesn’t see me as someone else?
“Sorry for arguing earlier,” I say glumly before he shuts the door. 
“Water under the bridge, 0011. We’ll contact you if there’s any progress with Silva, but for now it’s best if you recover. I’ve packed you a wheelchair for you to use at home.”
“Can I still come in to work tomorrow?”
Q laughs and shakes his head. “And I thought I was a workaholic! Sure, you can come in tomorrow. But no physical activity, only paperwork.”
I groan. “You take the fun out of everything. Goodbye, Quartermaster.”
“Feel better, Mrs. White,” Q smirks and gives a wave as the car starts to pull away.
Again with that codename. If I didn’t know better I’d say that Q’s finally starting to get a sense of humor. On the way home my troubled mind keeps flashing between my thoughts for Q and worrying about Bond. If Silva still has the list, could that mean I might be the next victim?
“Is this you, miss?” The driver up front asks.
The familiar gray building sends comfort to my rushing feelings. “Yes. Would you mind helping-?”
“Yes, of course. Q said to make sure you got out safely.”
Is there anything that goes past that man’s head? After I’ve been lifted out and placed in the wheelchair, I thank the driver and start making my way inside the building. I’ve always said I decided on a simple home because I was waiting to see where my job would take me. Then I settled for it because I’m always too busy with work to be at home. But now I think it’s because I’ll always be alone and shouldn’t bother living in a big house.
I must say that taking the elevator up instead of stairs is a change. I guess I took my health for granted until it got taken away, and now I’m stuck sitting down for a month. Could be worse, I guess. At least I’m not in the same condition as Jason- Oh no.
I’m at my apartment door, and something’s wrong. Back when I first started, I learned an old security trick about placing a piece of paper near the door so you can tell if it’s been opened. Ever since then I’ve always put a slip of paper on the floor. Bond calls it old-fashioned and paranoid. But it works.
I know so because I’ve opened my door now and the paper’s been moved. 
Quietly, I slip my revolver out from under my pocket and look around. The only movement is Cricket, who’s waiting for me in the kitchen. I haven’t fully entered the room yet, and in my weakened state I don’t plan to. If there is someone waiting for me I’m in no condition to fight. My only thought is hoping that Eve picks up the phone. I dial the number and after a short while she answers.
“0011, what’s wrong?”
“Someone’s been in my apartment,” I whisper. “My name must have been compromised. Is there a safe house anywhere?”
A few seconds go by. “The closest place near yours is Q’s apartment.”
The thought of interfering with Q’s private life creates a whole new set of problems in my mind, but I can’t afford to be picky when my life is at stake.
“I don’t care. I just need to hunker down where I won’t be killed. Is it safe?”
I hear Eve laugh. “This is Q we’re talking about. Of course it’s safe. It’s 3 blocks down and 5 over, number 221b. The code is 3155.”
“Thank you, Eve. I’ll call if there’s any more trouble.” I return the phone to my pocket and signal to Cricket. “Come here, Cricket. You’re coming with me.”
The gray tabby pitter-patters over and hops onto my lap with a delighted meow. After locking the door and making a quick exit I get back to the fresh air and wheel down the sidewalk to Q’s apartment. The whole time I keep looking over my shoulder, the loaded gun still at the ready under my shirt. 
At first I think I’m lost but it turns out Q lives in a neighborhood where all the buildings look the same. When I get to 221b and enter the code I first notice the smell. It’s super clean, like the smell of laundry. Next I’m welcomed by a hairless cat, who takes a liking to Cricket right away. The two cats go running up a staircase and leave me to get a better look at the place. Of course Q would keep a tidy home, but what surprises me most is the various cooking tools set up in the kitchen. Maybe lab gadgets aren't the only thing he experiments with?
It’s not my place to snoop around a coworker’s home, so I should just wait for him to come home. The locked door behind me is an assurance all in itself. I move myself to the couch and lift myself off the wheelchair. At first I’m positive I’m in no state of mind to sleep but I’m proven wrong as my eyes start to close…
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indeedgoodman · 1 year
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