Welcome to the Punkles.

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They come from cracks in reality.
Between asphalt dreams and old fairytales.

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They dance on ruins, barefoot and free.
Their world is crooked, sparkleshrouded, and magickal.

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They reinvent beauty every day – wild, real, dirt-loving.
They spit on the perfect beauty ideal, right into the selfie grin!

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They wear crooked noses, bugged-out eyes, and jiggly bellies with pride!
They celebrate the Other, the Not-fitting.
Rules? They tear them to moon-gray confetti.

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And yes, you can catch them, at least a little sparkle-snap of them.
On tiny cards.
Greetings from the Otherworld. Straight into your mailbox.