Monday, December 17, 2007

The Hard Sell

“Look, I know it doesn’t sound like you need this, but trust me, you do,” A man in his mid-thirties dressed in a parka, boots, and a beanie holds a piece of blue plastic. Twenty similarly dressed people who are all standing in knee-deep snow surround the man. The blue plastic has twenty molded indentions across the top of it. “Trust me, this is all the rage down south in Memphis. These help keep your iced tea, iced!”


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