Working on my project for the TOAST / Macaframa / Hip to Help party, I went perusing for type. Sometimes I think type designers and fiends are the same people I see smiling while they walk down the street, or the old man that wears suspenders and winks at you on the bus like your grandpa did, or the young man who is completely content eating his cantaloupe and funky sandwich alone at the cafe bar. They just know.

Heres what my favorite strangers have come up with:
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failure

All images via ffffound!
Sometimes I get so frustrated, I just want to know. But I suppose that’d make things a lot less interesting.

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