Thomas Paul makes me melt. In a good way. The sort of way I melt when I hear that Lisa Loeb song from like 1992.
Of course it would start with bookmarks. That’s so Thomas Paul to resurrect the lost art of bookmarking. Forget the Trader Joe’s receipts, the old postcards (actually don’t, b/c those are great bookmarks), the gum wrappers. Yes, TP, you are revolutionizing literature, one page at a time.
Stay, TP. Stay.