Sore losers..
I grew up in Italy, where it was all about small stores, enjoying local monopolies that protected them from 'evil corporations'. Always under-stocked - if you wanted something, you had to order, wait, hope it would get there. The 'personal-touch' meant that the owner was a strongly catholic bigot who would refuse to sell you anything that he judged 'immoral'. So no Umberto Eco's 'Nome della Rosa', because that was offending the Church. No bio of Che Guevara, because that was communist. No Hemingway, because, in his mind, the only thing worse than communists were Americans.
Long live the big, impersonal, cheap, over-stocked big store.
Last edited by vxf; 04-08-2012 at 11:53 PM.
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