Seven years ago, when I met the $preadsters, I didn't imagine...

Seven years ago, when I met the $preadsters, I didn't imagine that I'd go to their weddings, hold their babies, or have the back catalog of the magazine taking up space in my dining room come 2011. And yet, here we are. Yesterday I did my part to archive $pread and moved somewhere between 40 and 50 boxes of magazines into my place. I'm working on getting them organized this afternoon.

I am happy to disperse mags into the world - more specifically, into the hands of sex workers. If you're interested, hit me up (though I'm still cataloguing the inventory).