Sometimes I get a birthday gift right. Like the time I found an ink-drawn Dr. Gonzo, clutching a briefcase full of drugs in one hand and a pencil-thin cigarette holder in the other, tiptoeing across a plain white canvas in a Calgary movie poster shop.
“Perfect!” I cried, thinking of my sister who loves Fear and Loathing and whose birthday was five months…
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