Tag: book number 2
For who, really, is the sucker? The sucker, or the sucker who buys the suckers?
I was squatting a food court table at Detroit’s Metro Airport on Wednesday night, keeping careful watch on a coloring book, crayons, a couple of water bottles, some stuffed animals, crumbling snacks and an iPad paused on some shit bit of Barbie brand management. Our flight was delayed, but that had nothing to do with the state of […]