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KENDO KAMPFKUNST SHIRT
30,00 EUR
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Kendo - Grand Master Kiyoshi Kurosawa is running his shop where you can buy a lot more than just the finest hand-crafted martial arts equiqment since 1972.
Mr. Kurosawa and the dutch furniture designer Mrs. Gretje Reyniers developed an interior decoration which opens the way to inner retreat for the far east orientated people.
The style is once in a lifetime and could be best described as simple stylishness which concentrates on the essentials. The folding chair "Hara" is already classic.

Wearing this shirt makes you the centre of the here-and-now.
No matter where the honourable owner of this shirt shows up, he always signalizes: This is the centre.
This rare piece of outer clothing radiates self-confident composure, combines century-old tradition and wisdom of the far east with the latest western chic.
And the astonished bulk knows: The bearer of this gallant piece of apparel is ready for all the adventures in life and gets the idea of quality and craftmanship.
160 gram of 100% cotton gives a secure hold as well as the needed elbow room for capers of every kind - and even be of mere joy.

We rather tell you now before the struggle over this limited article starts:
We only have 199 pieces. So you better strike now!

 

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Send a gift? Do it with a handwritten dedication (handwritten by me, of course) - on a genuine Hannatilda bill. And if you ask her very nicely, Loretta will add a hand-painted heart (like the one on my chest, ahem...)

 
 
Illustration: limitierte Auflage

We're talking high class silkscreen printing here! Not that cheap iron-on stuff. You may even put your Hannatilda shirt in the laundry (or so I was told).

Every item in the backroom is strictly limited and bears its individual serial number. What's yours is yours. And what's gone is gone. Forever. My oath!