Junior Junk Bonanza : 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 hoard of kiddie crap, tossed in towers reaching for the ceiling. Little ankle-biters come from miles around to peddle their pre-loved trinkets, hoping to cash in on something valuable by another sicko. The Proprietor|, a grizzled scoundrel, is th