Pink and White Crusts

The sound of wind chimes echoed throughout the shadowy one-room apartment. The light of the flip phone’s display screen seeped outward. The screen shined through the darkness like a small star, illuminating the gaunt face of Donald Freewell. 

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Welcome to Pink Things: a letter from the editor

Hi there!

I would first like to thank you so much for visiting us here at This has been quite the whirlwind experience, trying to put together a zine and website in the two weeks prior to the launch of my senior thesis exhibition. All of your support, even just by reading this or following us on instagram is what keeps me going. So I thought that I would tell you a little bit about our goals here at Pink Things.

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