Forget Zig, Worship Zag.

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Few of us can bear the burden of superb wit. It’s like a shiny automatic pistol with a hair trigger and a gorgeous ivory handle–you’re constantly showing it off, wounding foes and bystanders because you simply refuse to keep it in its holster. Fortunately, Shahir Zag doesn’t have that problem, he is far more precise. Zag is a sharpshooter, a sniper whose shots maim the psyche. Using typography as his weapon of choice, the tones of Zag’s pieces range from snarky quips to poetic prose.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

Courtesy of Shahir Zag.

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