“You should really do a blog posting on reflectoporn,” says my friend over dinner last night (Mexican. El Trompo in Kensington Market. Yum).
“?” I reply.
For all the hours I spend online, at work and at play, there still always seems to be some subcultural back corridor that I’m surprised to stumble into (or, more often than not, be told about.) Reflectoporn is one of them.
Seems (according to the invaluable Snopes.com) that back in 2001, some Bruce posted an advert on an auction site in Australia