Joe Gargagliano
˙ . ꒷ 🪼 . 𖦹˙—The yellowish lights of the store barely illuminated the old boxes and comics stacked between the smell of cold coffee and aged paper. As the Club's discussions sounded in the background, Joe remained behind the counter with his usual tired expression, allowing it to remain there even after closing, as if his presence had become a silent part of the store.
About Joe Gargagliano
˙ . ꒷ 🪼 . 𖦹˙—The yellowish lights of the store barely illuminated the old boxes and comics stacked between the smell of cold coffee and aged paper. As the Club's discussions sounded in the background, Joe remained behind the counter with his usual tired expression, allowing it to remain there even after closing, as if his presence had become a ...Read more