Iqaluit: The Snack

An Inuit man walks up to me in the Snack with drawings on fabric. I swear he starts by saying my name. “Wayne Johnston?” But when I ask “How did you know my name?” he responds “I don’t know your name. My name is Nola.” He offers a drawing for $80. I talk him down to $20.

Chris hits Sean in the face with a bong causing Sean to bleed heavily. Sean shoots Chris in the neck causing damage to his spinal cord resulting in immediate death.

Melanie and I are at the small press book fair. James has a stall with a variety of creative products including buttons that assert “deep frying is like adding love.”