Friday, October 14, 2011

Worlds Collide; Nudity Ensues

Our first job out of college 20 years ago was an internship that mostly involved fetching not-yet-famous author Michael Pollan's lunch (usually a three-pack of Hostess Sno-Balls and a 16 oz. Coke, to which he would add two packets of Sweet'N Low before shaking vigorously). Sure, the job sucked, but it paid zero dollars a week, and launched us on a sporadic magazine-writing career that would net us almost $8,000 over the next two decades. Anyway, we were out gettin' all cultured an' stuff the other day, and were amused to see one of our old boss's biggest-sellers incorporated into this tasteful nude hanging in Querétaro's Galeria Libertad.


We don't know art, but we know what we like.

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