Kids Crap for Cash : Inside Bookie's Strange Store
Step inside The Gulag, and you're met with a sight that'll make your stomach churn. It's a veritable museum of kiddie crap, stacked in towers reaching for the lights. Little ankle-biters come from miles around to peddle their pre-loved toys, hoping to make a buck on something wanted by another sicko. Bookie|, a grizzled entrepreneur, is the mast