…trash in the form of advertising that is. Seen on the R train this morning. *womp*
“Ivana Bowlmor”? Shame on you!
I guess if I saw the ad, it counts as an impression, but ironically, being impressed would be the last thing I’d describe my experience as.
In terms of appealing to us natives using motifs that reflect their sensibility, FlatRate still wears the crown:
SUITS!
