I cast friends, I search online, I post flyers in cafes.
When I was a kid in the 60s, I saw flyers around the village for a film called Vali, the Witch of Positano, and I was fascinated by her image.
"When I saw the flyers I panicked and was afraid.
I made flyers, set up a PO box, [and] before I knew it I had this army of kids.
I traded flyers with a guy outside our building tonight, and he took my flyer and said "I plan to go to this, I saw your review and I make it a practice to go to the shows with 5 stars".
I saw flyers for help wanted and flyers advertising the reliable work of a local roofer; there were flyers for a new round of home-maintenance inspections and flyers for a state-backed medicine-give-away for the elderly.
That evening, outside an Art Nouveau theater, I spotted flyers advertising a documentary film called "Chroniques de la Revolution".
Every few yards I saw flyers pleading for information about Alice Gross, the 14-year-old girl from Hanwell who had gone missing 10 days earlier.
I printed flyers and went back.
The type of fan that signed up for the fan club and loved it when I got flyers, stickers, newsletters, and catalogs in the mail.
