Streetwear for the urban explorer.
Washed stone body. Raw hem. Raglan cut that sits off the shoulder like it was meant to move. The logo doesn’t sit centered
 It slashes the chest on a diagonal, collage letters packed with faces, color, and noise. Soft garment dye, lived-in from day one. Hang the tag or cut it. Either way it still reads Ob1Kanova.
Boxy fit. Crew neck. Unfinished edges. Built for the block, the late train, the after hours walk home.
IT’S NEVER OVER.