The Weight of Salt on Polished Concrete, a Study in the Failure of Ordinary Silence
CHAPTER 1: THE FRICTION OF CONSUMPTION “You can’t stand here acting tough, get out of my aisle now!” The words didn’t have the weight of a soldier’s command; they carried the thin, scratching rattle of a man whose salary depended on the neatness of cardboard displays. The store manager’s breath smelled of cheap chicory coffee…