Does Success Start on Sunday?
In the outskirts of the city, on a road that’s walked as much as driven, a typical car brakes at a red light.
It is the kind of car so typical that the actual model stays blurry in memory. It is the kind of braking so natural that the driver must know this block. Everything in the scene fits: the worn road, the red light, the common car, but not the bumper sticker. That is a different story, with its weathered corners and sunbaked background accenting a phrase in all-caps Comic... Continue Reading