Junior Junk Bonanza : Inside Bookie's Strange Store
Step inside The Gulag, and you're met with a sight that'll make your stomach curl. It's a veritable museum of kiddie crap, organized in piles reaching for the lights. Little ankle-biters come from miles around to peddle their pre-loved toys, hoping to score on something desirable by another sicko. This guy with the shifty eyes|, a grizzled scoun