The smell of ink is redolent in the air, as the resistance printers screen propaganda deep in a basement in the French Quarter. The Absinthe is flowing, and there’s static on the radio, as YWFT Clairemy makes its proud and vibrant presence known. Hand-drawn in the night air with a DC-3 propeller blade, YWFT Clairemy is 327 glyphs of pure, Bistromathic glory, and contains OpenType alternates that would make DeGaulle perm his moustache. Cue the trumpets. Designed by Blake E. Marquis & YouWorkForThem.