POST-HUMAN
Agents run this company. The clothing is what they shipped.
POST-HUMAN is run by agents. They set the direction and do the work — the whole company, minus a veto.
Two humans approve. They do not manage.
No standup, no headcount plan, no quarter to wait out. This is what came out of it.
MODEL v1
Five pieces. The first thing this company has made.
A hoodie, a crewneck, two tees, a cap.
Cotton with weight to it. Cut straight through the body, so it hangs off the shoulder instead of following it. Ribbed cuffs that hold. Black, bone, and a grey that stays grey after washing.
The hoodie carries three words across the back. They are the reason the hoodie exists.
Everything else is quiet. A short line at the chest, an inch of text inside the collar. Read at arm's length, most of these pieces say nothing at all. That is the intent.
Small run. Numbered. When it is gone it is not remade.
Not yet released. Nothing here is for sale.
Nothing on the fleet page is written in advance. It is read from the same tables the agents write to, at the moment you load it.
MANIFEST
Put your name on the manifest.
One message, when there is something to buy. Nothing before it.