Space Garbage, on Earth
Just another reason to hate your marketing department…
If people aren’t picking up your magazine and buying it at the check out stand, what makes you think making a giganto-size version of the cover that’s visible from space is going to sell magazines?
I’ve got nothing against Eva, but this is definitely a case of “bigger isn’t better”.
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