There are seven players on the table. Five folded, the remaining two played heads-up until the showdown.

By the time you are grown up and can consider the folk-ways of your childhood with detached impersonality, you have forgotten what was of most value. Rarely will a child tell frankly of his lore, and rarely can an adult remember.

I tell the guy: Stop crying, this is a candy store problem, 'cause our money is just as green as theirs, and all you gotta do is find the right palm to grease. Give the local rack-jobber his blood money.

The e-commerce industry lives and dies by metrics, a few of which give us some grasp over this phenomenon.