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Selektor Slab is small font family created as logical extending of the Selektor font family. Inspired and after that designed with the charm of technical letters, it contains a few letters with specific endings that gives Selektor Slab peculiar impression. Global overview of Selektor Slab says it’s a neutral, corporate, stable, well balanced font family, but not cold and heartless to leave readers without remembrance on its characteristics. It is fully appliable in all kinds of publications, from long texts in paragraphs to titles and product names. Available in 3 weights - Light, Regular and Bold and matching Italics. All family members include Small Caps and Fractions as additional OpenType features.

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Classification

Slab Serif

Styles

6 styles

Language Support

Extended Latin

OpenType

Standard Ligatures, Small Capitals, Fractions

Designer

Dušan Jelesijević

Yeah, I made this!

Released & Version

01 August 2013, v2.000

All Styles

Light

Light Italic

Regular

Regular Italic

Bold

Bold Italic

Specimen

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In literature the victory was complete.

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Ohlin demeura à Páramo pour entreprendre en mer des excursions zoologiques

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Ingres, a pupil of David, taught his students that draughtsmanship was of more importance than colour.

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Le 9 janvier 1896, la petite troupe rejoignait la baie de San Sebastian

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A thing well drawn,” he said, “is always well enough painted.

Paragraphs

She was golden, from the hair wound and braided so smoothly about her head, to the gold kid slippers on her small and fragile feet. Her dress, of some soft, glistening, silky stuff, was a deeper shade of the same gold, her soft, delicate skin seemed almost to be touched with a faint, powdery, golden dust. He failed to register, and never could recall, the color of her eyes. Perhaps, they were golden, too.

This completed, the agent hurries on, each day a constant round of contracts. A single item may bring its difficulties: suppose, in the year that has passed since his last visit, the usual show grounds has been cut up into building lots! He must find another, fully five hundred feet square, fairly level, rentable at a reasonable price, not too far from the center of town and easily reached by main trunk car lines. It isn't easy. But he does it.

Ben Holt was a poor boy, and at the time when he first gained his good name, he had never seen such a thing as a green field in the country. As to buttercups and daisies, they would have been looked upon quite as "treasures of silver and gold" by the little boy who had lived all his life in a London alley. This alley was so narrow, that the utmost he could see even of the blue sky of heaven was a small strip between the two rows of tall, dirty houses, which were so close together that a person living at one side of the alley could almost shake hands with his opposite neighbour from their respective windows.

I have data upon data upon data of new lands that are not far away. I hold out expectations and the materials of new hopes and new despairs and new triumphs and new tragedies. I hold out my hands to point to the sky—there is a hierarchy that utters me manacles, I think—there is a dominant force that pronounces prisons that have dogmas for walls for such thoughts. It binds its formulas around all attempting extensions.

It was on the dark side of twilight when we got to Bistritz, which is a very interesting old place. Being practically on the frontier--for the Borgo Pass leads from it into Bukovina--it has had a very stormy existence, and it certainly shows marks of it. Fifty years ago a series of great fires took place, which made terrible havoc on five separate occasions. At the very beginning of the seventeenth century it underwent a siege of three weeks and lost 13,000 people, the casualties of war proper being assisted by famine and disease.

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