Jog Past Sunnyvale Farmers Market: Why Availability Trumps Everything Else

Note: These views do not represent those of my employer. This piece was composed entirely in my personal time, using my own resources. This Saturday morning, between 7 and 8 a.m., I jogged past the Sunnyvale Farmers Market — it’s a small theatre of capitalism where everything smells faintly of fruit, ambition, and the anxiety […]