When I was a kid, we didn’t have shit. I mean nothing. There was no internet, so if you wanted, say, a long-sleeved t-shirt that read ‘Vision Street Wear’, you had to take a three-hour bus ride to the big, scary city...
Each issue we invite a celebrity to write up your horoscope. This issue we had the Devil forecast the future by studying the relative positions of the stars and planets at the time of everyone’s individual birth like that might actually be a feasible technique for seeing what lies ahead in the lives of every single person on the planet.
This is a new department where I waffle at length about something I think I need to feel gratified and complete. Let’s kick it off with something I’ve kinda-sorta-maybe wanted for years: a human skull.