Think about it. Every morning, you get a physical snapshot of yesterday. No algorithms, no “you might also like” nonsense. Just pure, uncurated Arizona chaos.
Seriously, flip through it. You’ll find a story about a lost tortoise and a city council feud. It’s like a box of chocolates, but with more public records.
The print edition smells like ink and possibility. Or maybe mildew if it rained. Either way, it’s a sensory experience your phone can’t touch.
