By John Glatt. The subtitle just about covers it, although its eagerness to throw Vallow under the bus for the sake of a catchy hed is kind of gross. Not as gross as Vallow, however.
In any event, this PB is visibly used, with spine cracks and edgewear, plus scotch-tape (protective?) repairs to various corners, but it sits pretty straight and the pages are bright and clean. A fine reading copy.