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Last week, while doing the weekly grocery shopping in my usual haunt, the picturesque foodie nexus Kensington Market, I noticed something new to the Toronto scene: a bootleg table bearing pirated DVDs, 4 for 20 bucks. Among the inkjet covers was a title as recent as Fantastic Four. I understand that these street vendors are a common sight in big US ( Read more... )

There’s nothing so smug-making as being an bemused observer at someone else’s marketing frenzy. It provides a good and nearly harmless wallow in your sense of detached superiority ( Read more... )