Set the scene: I’m sitting in paul next to a cute old woman reading a storybook in German. The PAUL logo is falling down, and I can’t stop placing bets as to how many days it will take to fall on the bakers head. 4 days 3hrs 46 mins $50?
This is a bunch of letters strung together to make sense to nobody else but me. As I turn the astonishing age of 25, I have come to think of an assemblage of triumphs, defeats and…
