In San Sebastián for the World Cheese Awards, I could smell the gathering from the next room.
"In Boston, I deliberate between the Fiscal Cliff with blue cheese and the Mark Zuckerburger."
There's plenty of marijuana-smoking and khat-chewing on my doorstep - in the park it's all good fun.
That food should be subject to the most ruthless commoditisation under late capitalism is only to be expected, but that we should for one second allow ourselves to enjoy it is a miserable and gut-wrenching experience.
To examine the photographs in Little Frankie’s with attention would be to rescue all these lived lives from the great shingly erosions of late capitalism. But let’s just eat junk food at low prices instead.
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