90 DAYS.

"WE LIVE OUR LIVES FORWARD, BUT UNDERSTAND THEM BACKWARDS."

We live everyday thinking about what we wear, the kicks we sport, what others think about us, making money, SPENDING money we dont have just to impress people we don't know...

Imagine selling your OG AJ'3, 4's, 6's, ZOO YORKS, PARIS DUNK SB's, your collection... imagine?

...now imagine not caring, imagine your sister, brother, father, mother on their KNEES CRYING, NO Jo's, IMAGINE NOBODY BY YOUR SIDE.

IMAGINE BEING BY YOURSELF WITH NO ONE, WITH NOTHING.

ALL YOU HAVE IS HOPE.( word to shawshank redemption)

What is LIFE to YOU? WHAT IF you had 90 days?

Who would you want by your side?

WOULD YOU... want your worst enemy to have that feeling?

Today WE found out our BRO (a Hundreds, Crooks, Rogue streetwear/sneakerhead) was diagnosed with CANCER. That same person we camped out with, that person that we bought/traded kicks with on ISS, NT, NSB, that dude who was rocking TIFFANY SB's at your local mall, the BRO that you can have a simple conversation with about the next JORDAN release and how WACK Nike has become. OUR BRO is diagnosed with CANCER.

what can WE DO as a community?

what can YOU do?

THINK ABOUT IT.

stay tuned.