I never want to be accused of considering Costco a microcosm of the real world because I’d like to have less despair than that, but maybe there is something to be gained by cautiously extrapolating from that surreal environment to something essentially true about the culture we live in. Read more »
My grandma was a short cherub of a woman. I don’t think she was even 4’ 10”. She smelled of Jergens lotion and her hands were speckled and soft. She had curly gray hair, and deep brown eyes. Her face always looked loving to me because her wrinkles gave her such warmth and character. Read more…
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