Oh how Ecce Homo it is … In the search for authenticity, exposing one’s pathetically empty on that subject. Of course, referring to this here column on the desperation of searching the real deal — that straight away exposes itself as not the thing by definition through having to search for it.
But then, probably part of the still-bearded class. Too young (mentally) to know what real retro is (about), only just too old to envy One D…
Wryly smiling … And:
[If you know where / what that is: The actually authentic… (?)]