It usually feels like there's no more internet. At the beginning of the year, I began to work on a small side project of gathering press about the store, from the very recent to the long past. And it felt like I had read everything, EVERYTHING, even if in my heart of hearts I knew that couldn't be true. First of all, there were absolutely articles hidden behind a paywall, which I let be. Not to mention the myriad of items from a certain time that surely exist only in print. Second, the fruitfulness of my third, fifth, sixth set of searches clearly demonstrated all I had missed in the first or fourth go-round. When I had time, I would just rerun queries, going deeper into my results.
Today, I was running an image search and just kept going. And found this. Fuat and Melissa: we are still here. We only lost the battle, not the war. Send us your address and we'll mail you our new bookmarks.