In a sporadic economy, dream jobs are hard to find. But some may be right under your nose in a manner of speaking. Like the shoe salesman. Lucky bastard. He gets to see women's naked feet all day. All shapes and sizes- some smelly, some perfumed, but with the law of averages, he gets to bust a nut sooner or later. You might not have that kind of luck, but you can certainly share the experience with the lovely sample of young arches in this volume. Guaranteed, by the time you're through watching, you won't care what lousy cards life's dealt you.