Welcome to the Dispatch Vault

This is the archive.
The place we stash the printouts, zines, and dispatches that didn’t fit anywhere else because they weren’t meant to.

Each one is stitched with grit—hand-built essays, field rants, and culture shocks Seth couldn’t ignore.
Some are loud. Some are ugly. Some are too honest to post anywhere else.

But they’re real.
And if you’ve made it this far, you probably are too.