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This is also by no means a best-of list, especially considering how my tastes can sometimes be rather esoteric. It’s more of a review of things that I’ve enjoyed in the past year. I hope that you and yours can too.

So, if you’re running short of ideas and running short on time, consider giving these a shot. Alternatively, give yourself a little Christmas treat after a long year.

Books

2666
Roberto Bolaño

For a period of time after reading 2666, I couldn’t read anything else without feeling underwhelmed. Bolaño’s opus is a towering achievement, at turns absurdly funny and hopelessly dark, at once irreverent, unabashed, sprawling and intense. While it is true that one’s mileage may vary with regards to certain portions of the text, the quality of Bolaño’s prose never slips, which ought to be a remarkable achievement except for how it is overshadowed by the book’s immense ambition and spectacular beauty. It is works like these that inspire the very sort of hope that we should have in art, where imagination is vested with powers incomparable and the written word has the ability to intone, inspire, crush and create. It is works like these that remind you the importance of art, as well as its limitless nature.

[You can get this in a couple of humongous hardcover editions, a new one-volume paperback, or the box set that split it up into three books. I liked the one I have the best, which is the three-book edition.]

All-Star Superman
Grant Morrison and Frank Quitely with Jamie Grant

Grant Morrison is my favourite comic book writer, and sometimes one of my favourite living writers. I say sometimes because in the multitude of his ambitions, he quite frequently (if I dare say) falls somewhat short. But on the good days, when it all comes together, Morrison is able to take the comic book medium to quite incredible heights. All-Star Superman sees Morrison in some of his best form, reimagining the Superman story in a manner both bold and brilliant. It all comes together (with Quitely’s art and Grant’s inks) in a package that makes you realise the things that all things are possible in the comic medium.

[You can get the collected edition in two volumes, which are available in hardcover and (I think) paperback. I'm not sure if you'll have too much luck hunting down the individual issues.]

Death At Intervals
José Saramago

Of Saramago’s many otherworldly talents, one of them appears to be the ability to make the most absurd plots function. In Death At Intervals, he tells the fable of a country in which everyone, one day, just stops dying. At the hands of a lesser writer, this would probably have drowned in some unspectacular, but Saramago somehow manages to pull it off. What emerges is (as one would expect from a Saramago novel) a bleak exploration of human nature. Every celebration is simply a secret waiting to reveal its cost.

What I didn’t expect, however, was just how humorous the whole thing was. In these pages, Saramago finds the perfect balance between the more piercing perspectives into human beahaviour and the somewhat irreverent and unexpected jokes. It’s a brilliant thing to see. (He wryly lampoons everything from the government, the mob, and even the editors.)

The second half of the novel takes an even more unexpected turn and I am well aware that this will probably not succeed as well as the first half of it. Within it, Saramago decides to personify death, and his characterisation of her is arguably less likely to be as convincing as the remarkable first half of the novel. Nevertheless, I liked it, because it surprised me how it had a certain type of sweetness that I wouldn’t have expected to see outside of the very best children’s fiction.

[This is available in paperback in a variety of covers. There was a black hardcover a while back, but if you ask me, the purple Vintage edition with the cute comic art cover is probably the best representation of its contents.]

Pandora In The Congo
Albert Sánchez Piñol

At the heart of Pandora In The Congo is a writer who writes the tale of a certain Marcus Garvey. It begins by caricaturising the adventure novel, and then bursts into one of its own in the tradition of Conrad and Rider Haggard.

Piñol seizes you from the get-go with his startling imagination and boundless energy, and leads you through a novel like the architect of a good rollercoaster ride. It has thrills, spills, blood, wit, candour, altruism, hearts of darkness, romance and discourses on human nature. It asks difficult questions! It enthralls and excites! It has murder! It has villains! It has ugly humans doing ugly things! It has frightening underground humanoids! It has romance in the trees! What’s not to like?

[I've only ever seen a paperback edition of this.]

The Way Through Doors
Jesse Ball

Jesse Ball’s book is in essence a variation of The Arabian Nights. It is a scheme of things that appeals to us, I think, because of our inherent desire to believe in the power of stories. In order to prevent Mora Klein from slipping into slumber (and thus causing her dreadful harm), Selah Morse, our wonderfully unreliable narrator, has to tell her stories. It is a celebration of the artform in a manner both earnest and sweet, albeit slightly challenging because of its charming oddness and unusual form.

This was a happy accident for me. I picked it up not knowing what I was getting into. I ended up delighted and rather mesmerised. There is a purity and beauty to this that reminds us that perhaps the best parts of our lives are reserved for those unafraid to dream.

[I got this on paperback. I don't know if it comes in any other form, but that Vintage edition was put together in the most lovely fashion.]

Bonus Mention

Your Inner Fish
Neil Shubin

Here’s one additional book I thought I ought to mention. Unlike the rest of the books here, it’s a non-fiction book that essentially deals with the theory that we’ve all evolved from fish. It’s written with great clarity and much enthusiasm, and I’m sure this will win Natural History more than a few new students.

Music

Abbey Road [2009 Remaster]
The Beatles

The Beatles return with their entire catalogue remastered, and I am of the opinion that they are quite remarkable. Nowhere is this more welcome (well, to me, anyway) than with Abbey Road. The differences between the remaster and the original will probably not be as pronounced on Abbey Road as compared to some of the other albums, but it’s these differences that reinvigorate the album and give it a new dimension. The percussion pulsates in She Came In Through The Bathroom Window. The bass drives The End forwards in a way I could never have dreamed. Like I said, it’s not that the differences are night and day, but what differences they are.

Funny feeling, this. It’s 2009, and the Beatles rock again.

[This is available as a single album release and, if it's a special someone who happens to be a Beatles nut, as part of The Beatles Stereo Box.]

The Hazards Of Love
The Decemberists

The Decemberists returned this year with a gigantic rock suite telling the story of a pair of star-crossed lovers, an evil child-killing fellow, a jealous mother, a forest and a river. I suppose if there was anything characteristically Decemberist, it would be something like this.

The band has probably not sounded better (so far), with top-notch production (just listen to the opener) and some of the best musicianship they’ve yet exhibited (all around, though Chris Funk’s electric guitar and Jenny Conlee’s organ will be the most immediately impressive). And really, who wouldn’t want to see the grand, operatic ambition of telling a story like that with excellent music? The album’s massive ambition is a thing to admire, although it sometimes does end up being the album’s greatest fault. It feels every now and then as if they haven’t got enough material to sustain the suite; and sometimes slips into a sort of Disney phase (the romantic sides of the album, in particular). Nevertheless, there’s plenty of good music here, and it’s a spectacle that you really shouldn’t miss.

[The album is available at the Decemberists store, among other places, but I wanted to note that if you get it there now, you will also get a DVD of the animated feature that they put together to accompany the album.]

Humbug
Arctic Monkeys

Humbug is a carnival with a dark twist, a biting poison and the occasional moment of sweetness. Unlike the first two endeavours of the Arctic Monkeys, it is a quite successful attempt at making an album as a cohesive whole. It definitely feels as if they don’t feel the need to impress so immediately anymore (most notably in the very controlled and cheekily vulgar opener, My Propeller), and that shows in the care that has been taken in crafting some of this music. There are fewer hooks, fewer catchy singles, fewer overt displays of showmanship, but definitely a marked maturity to their musicianship. It’s an excellent album by an excellent band that’s showing signs of moving in the right direction.

[All major record stores, and probably most minor ones too.]

Middle Cyclone
Neko Case

Nature and the need for love frame Neko Case’s latest album, and in this balance we find something pleasant, bittersweet, and ultimately sweeping. There is a cinematic quality to this album as it moves from country to noir to rock and even to the spiritual. The range of it alone is impressive, and is made even more impressive by her incredible voice. And while it is one of the very best voices in the business, demanding your attention at every turn, credit should go too to the band for managing to produce a Walden-esque aesthetic within the confines of the album.

Resembling a midsummer night’s dream of forests and fireflies, of rain on the fields and creaking cicadas in the dark nights, tinged with more than a hint of heartbreak, the album turns out to be a thoughtful endeavour that I found thoroughly enjoyable.

[It's really not anything like the cover.]

Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix
Phoenix

Early Phoenix stuff has always somehow struck me as promising and yet lacking in some way. That wasn’t at all the case with this cleverly titled album. It’s an album that tries to deal with the grandiose themes of love and angst and disappointments and living in frame of their now-mature sense for pop-rock. In doing so, Phoenix abandons their sophisticated and excessive arrangements for something more urgent, something that breathes. It understands loneliness. It understands hurt. It asks that you pull your socks up. It asks that you step on the gas and ride into the sunset. By somehow drawing upon Mozart, Liszt, Brain Eno and Daft Punk, Phoenix has produced a work of youth and hope that burns as brighter than anything I’ve heard this year (and many others).

Bonus Mentions

It’s Blitz!
Yeah Yeah Yeahs

Together Through Life
Bob Dylan

Two more albums that I didn’t have space for. I wanted to say that even not being the biggest fan of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, I really enjoyed It’s Blitz!. Together Through Life, on the other hand, sees Dylan put out music that’s perhaps more… ‘grounded’? I don’t know if that’s the word for it. I have a terrible vocabulary. It certainly has a far less epic feel than the preceding albums in his discography, and doesn’t carry the same sense of importance about it, but it features Dylan in a somewhat more relaxed mood, delivering some very clever lyrics and supported by impeccable performances. Excellent stuff.

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Here’s the loot report for yesterday, or in other words, the books joining my little library:

1. Seeing by José Saramago
2. All-Star Superman Vol. 2 by Grant Morrison and Frank Quitely
3. The Odyssey by Homer (Translated by Robert Fitzgerald)
4. The Catcher In The Rye by J.D. Salinger
5. Pandora In The Congo by Albert Sanchez Piñol (Translated by Mara Faye Lethem)
6. The 4 Major Plays by Anton Chekhov (Translated by Curt Columbus)
7. Last Evenings On Earth by Roberto Bolaño (Translated by Chris Andrews)

Not quite the mix I was expecting, with a shortage of science and poetry. I think I’ll pop by for another book tomorrow if I happen to be passing by, though that’ll likely be a recent novel than anything else. In fact, it might even be in Chinese.

I’m happiest about my Pandora In The Congo buy, actually, because it’s not something I would normally read, and I’ve only heard good things about it.

I had a bunch of other books I was intending to get, including the new Kazuo Ishiguro Nocturnes and In Other Rooms, Other Wonders by Daniyal Mueenuddin, but I suspect I’m going pocket paperback for those, if they ever appear. Otherwise I’ll just get them as they are. There was also a science book that’s in a gigantic hardcover and I was at first slightly tempted, but what the hey, I’m a poor student without a job.

I’m sure there’ll be another before school reopens, since there’s the Great Singapore Sale somewhere along these couple of months, so there’s certainly ample time to stock up on my new semester reading.

Today…

I think I’ll be working on a query for The River. I just want some space from Bukit Merah for now, in case I burn out prematurely. I figure that if I can’t tell how long it’s going to be (since I am making it up as I go along), then I run the risk of either writing it too short (rushing it) or too long (dragging it). Some distance, temporal or otherwise, from it might help, so I reckon I won’t be back at it until Monday, depending on how the weekend works out.

Hmm.

Results in a week. Wonder what I’ll see. There’s something nerve-wracking about getting your results reported to you by your computer. A click of the mouse and poof it’s there. And as if it wants to mess with your head a bit more, it doesn’t appear instantly. No, it just lags a bit and hangs around and tries its best to surprise you. Then it shows up like a magic trick, and you’re struggling to contain the dread in the first couple of seconds as you try to make sense of it all.

Then it makes sense. And it’s like dust, taking ages to settle.

Next week. Friday, I think.

2.8

The WordPress 2.8 beta has got up and going. [via WordPress.org]

TRICO

Team ICO’s next project has an alleged trailer. [via Kotaku]

Looks great. I like the giant beast.

9

New trailer for 9. [via YouTube]

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Then it takes a turn, and death returns, writing letters to people who are going to die. And it all seems to go very well until one day a letter is returned, and death learns… a little something. Not quite the turn I was expecting of Saramago, actually, but he carefully steers it towards its end, and it becomes quite a thing of beauty.

It’s a sparkling read from start to finish, a magic trick that leaves you enthralled with a snap of the fingers. It’s in turns humorous and dark, wise and romantic, a compact novel that fascinates and entertains with the very best of them.

The style, I realise, might be somewhat challenging for some. At least, I often read complaints about that. I think it’s fine. I think it’s brilliant, actually, and is very natural to read. On the other hand, the second book I’m going to introduce, Camilo José Cela’s Boxwood, took a bit of adjustment. It had in part to do with how I had only four hours of sleep on the morning that I started it, and it was quite a Herculean feat that I managed the first paragraph after realising that I was reading with only commas.

But once you do get attuned to it, Cela’s last novel–a day-to-day account of different lives in Galicia, on the Spanish coast–is simply magnificent. Fragments and fragments, bits of thoughts, scores of memory, shreds of imagination, all stitched together with few periods and many commas, into a lush historical and cultural landscape. It is a book about fables and folktales and stories and the annals of history. It’s a story of the common man and the wonderful common man. It is sprawling in its own way, like the beautiful complexity of an orchestral work woven together by a true master.

In the end, it might be difficult to appreciate the depth of the achievement at first. It’s messy and disjointed and seems to be all over the place at first. (At least, it did for me.) And then you stick with it, you give it a chance, and it starts to show you how you’re missing it all. You’re missing the tonal inflections, the rhythms and cadences, the hidden music behind the cacophony. And when you open your eyes to that symphony, you can’t read it the same way again.

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What I have to tell you will really sound like a bunch of empty words if you didn’t try the book, and I suppose I’m cheating by saying that because this is supposed to get you to read the book. Here goes anyway.

Blindness is a powerful book, the sort that crushes you completely like you would expect the greatest pieces of art to. It is bold and unforgiving, and perhaps to look deepest, that is what we will have to be. It is at one time an unflinching look at the lowest points of human behaviour and a celebration of the human spirit.

The most prominent feature of Saramago’s work (of course, I’ve only ever read two of his books), is his unwavering grasp of the novel. It is this that so assuredly steers the story from start to finish. You always get the feeling that you are in the hands of a true master of the form.

Speaking of Saramago, Blindness wears his defining characteristics proudly. One of these is his style, which I’ve heard complaints about. I think it’s difficult to read for some people, but mostly I find it a breeze to read.

Another trait is its fabulous nature, and that’s where the most important thing I have to tell you come in. Like the greatest of our fables, Blindness casts a tall shadow and it is in this shadow that we consider what it is to be us, or simply to be.

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Prices and links are taken directly from Amazon (obviously). They’re merely for convenience. Prices are in US Dollars, and are there to give you a rough idea of how much each book costs. I’m sure you can find better prices if you poke around. Also note that prices will change. Offers and exchange rates and stuff.

Where available, I’ve included local prices from Kinokuniya. Local prices. In Singapore Dollars. Before any sort of promotional discount they might be having. Some of those where I don’t list the prices are just not in stock and will probably be in if you check at a different time. And I’m sure if you’re a local shopper there are a few other bookstores you can be looking around at too.

They are not in any particular order because I thought it would be more exciting this way. Included are coffeetable books, comic books, fiction and non-fiction.

Here we go:

The Savage Detectives
Roberto Bolaño

The best contemporary book I’ve read all year. A visceral, semi-autobiographical epic of two modern-day Quixotes and their upstart literary movement, this is quite simply a gem of a book.

[USD10.20 from Amazon]
SGD27.70 from Kinokuniya

2666
Roberto Bolaño

And while we’re on the subject of Bolaño, I hear that his latest (and last) may be the best book since the turn of the century. Based on the evidence of The Savage Detectives, I think that might not be an exaggeration. Bolaño’s magnum opus is described as “a landmark in what’s possible for the novel as a form in our increasingly, and terrifyingly, post-national world” by Jonathan Lethem.

It comes in two editions, a hardcover and a three-volume paperback set. (Personally, I should be getting the three-volume boxed set.)

[Hardcover, USD18.00 from Amazon]
[3-volume paperback set, USD18.00 from Amazon]
Both SGD53.95 from Kinokuniya

The Road
Cormac McCarthy

The movie is coming out during the winter, so I guess it’s a great time for folks to pick up on McCarthy’s post-apocalyptic tale. This slender novel features a father and son in their sturggles to survive in the wasteland, and with remarkable poeticism and precision, serves as a testament to the goodness of Man. While the condition of my copy (yellowed, slightly battered) might not reflect it, this is a book I love a lot.

If you’re the sort who looks out for prizes (and I know a few), this won the Pulitzer and was on Oprah.

Edit to say that I just learnt the film got pushed back a second time. Still a great time to get the book.

[USD10.17 from Amazon]
Film tie-in edition, SGD17.07 from Kinokuniya

The Rest Is Noise
Alex Ross

The New Yorker‘s music critic Alex Ross’s acclaimed twentieth-century music history book sees a paperback edition, just in time for the season. I’ve not read it (it’s one of the many books that put my Roth Winter plan to sleep) but I’ve only heard good things.

[Paperback, USD12.24 from Amazon]
SGD30.43 from Kinokuniya

A Mercy
Toni Morrison

Morrison’s latest has been garnering praise in every imaginable way. Described as a powerful, tragic fable that explores the early slave trade and the nature of mercy, I’m sure this is one of the biggest books of the season.

[USD14.37 from Amazon]
SGD34.94 from Kinokuniya

The Dead Fish Museum
Charles D’Ambrosio

The best contemporary short fiction anthology I’ve read, and definitely one of my favourite books of all. Remarkably, D’Ambrosio works purely with characters and somehow manages to pull off what one would call a consummate performance.

[USD11.16 from Amazon]
SGD24.61 from Kinokuniya

All-Star Superman
Grant Morrison, Frank Quitely, Jamie Grant

I always think of Grant Morrison’s work as hit-or-miss. When he misses, it tends to be because his ambition overtakes him. But when he scores a hit, it’s usually something quite extraordinary, and I think this take on Supes is probably deserving of that superlative. It’s helped in no small part by Frank Quitely’s magnificent art. A remarkable mythic reimagining that stands as one of the very best representatives of the comic book form.

The first half has been released as a trade paperback, with the second volume to turn up later.

[Volume 1, paperback, USD10.39 from Amazon]
SGD17.41 from Kinokuniya

Acme Novelty Library
Chris Ware

Chris Ware’s excellent series continues with Rusty Brown. The latest volume is the hardcover volume 19. If you’re not sure of what it is, I think the wiki is clearer than I’ll ever be:

Acme Novelty Library is a singular and artistically adventurous comic book created by Chicago cartoonist Chris Ware and published first by Fantagraphics Books, then Drawn & Quarterly. It is considered a significant work in alternative comics.

Issues are printed in different sizes and formats, sometimes a small paperback, sometimes a standard comic book, and sometimes a large “poster book” measuring 17 inches on a side. Each issue is typically composed of multiple stories with their own style and recurring characters, suggesting a compilation of strips, although all the work is done by Ware. A meticulous attention to detail is evident in every issue, making each volume a unique artistic work, with virtually nothing in common with traditional comic books.

[via wikipedia]

[Volume 19, USD10.85 from Amazon]
Not listed in Kinokuniya’s database, but other volumes might still be available there

How Fiction Works
James Wood

When I tried James Wood’s recent book earlier this year, I found it engaging, accessible and erudite, and it’ll definitely make a good gift for anyone interested in the nature of the form.

[Hardcover, USD16.32 from Amazon]
Hardcover, SGD42.02 from Kinokuniya, and I think the paperback goes for about SGD35

Diary Of A Bad Year
J.M. Coetzee

Now available in paperback!

Coetzee’s latest is described as such in wikipedia:

The protagonist, called Señor C. by the other characters, is an aging South African writer living in Australia. The novel is composed of essays and musings by the writer, in addition to diary entries by both Señor C. and Anya, a neighbor whom he has asked to type his essays. The essays, which take up the larger part of each page, deal mostly with contemporary issues like George W. Bush, Tony Blair, Guantanamo Bay, and terrorism. The diary entries appear beneath them and reflect the relationship that develops between the two characters.

[via wikipedia]

[Paperback, USD11.20 from Amazon]
SGD17.12 from Kinokuniya

Death With Interruptions
José Saramago

Saramago’s latest is about a time where everyone just stops dying. Ron Charles of the Washington Post says:

If this sounds campy, it is, but Saramago is always ten steps ahead of us, subverting cliches, interjecting ancient philosophical concerns into his gags and scattering grenades of bitterness among the laughs…This is a story that can’t possibly work or affect us, but it does, deeply, sweetly. It’s a novel to die for.

Sounds good to me.

[Hardcover, USD15.57 from Amazon]
At the time of writing, not available at Kinokuniya, but I saw it at Borders once

The Absolute Sandman
Neil Gaiman

Pamper the Sandman fan in your life with these luxurious remastered editions. I have them. All thirty kilograms (or something). The recoloured pages are quite glorious (particularly the early issues). And your Sandman fan friend will adore you for this.

[Volume 1, USD77.62 from Amazon]
SGD132.58 from Kinokuniya
[Volume 2, USD62.37 from Amazon]
SGD128.50 from Kinokuniya
[Volume 3, USD62.37 from Amazon]
SGD132.58 from Kinokuniya
[Volume 4, USD62.37 from Amazon]
SGD132.58 from Kinokuniya

Richard Avedon: Photographs 1946-2004
Richard Avedon (Editor: Michael Juul Holm)

As far as coffeetable books go, I’m going to recommend a few, and this, coming from one of my favourite photographers, looks like a sure-bet.

[USD44.10 from Amazon]
SGD126.48 from Kinokuniya

The Americans
Robert Frank

Robert Frank’s masterpiece has been re-released by Steidl for its 50th anniversary. A cultural touchstone and a photography classic, I’ve no doubt this makes a good gift.

[USD26.37 from Amazon]
It sold out at Kinokuniya, it seems.

Leaves Of Grass
Walt Whitman

Recently, I bought myself a copy of Leaves Of Grass to add to my library. It had been quite a while since I first read it, and I took the chance to explore it once more. I think the one thing that didn’t change between my first reading and the recent one is the recognition that I was a really tiny man standing in the tall shadow of a genius.

In his introduction to the 150th anniversary edition, Harold Bloom describes Whitman’s most famous work as a thing of beauty comparable to Michelangelo’s Sistine Chapel work; and I suppose it would be fair to say that that a work of art of such magnitude would always make a great gift.

[150th anniversary edition, 1855 version, Harold Bloom introduction, USD10.20 from Amazon]
SGD23.49 from Kinokuniya

What I Talk About When I Talk About Running
Haruki Murakami

For the Murakami fan(s) in your life, this volume is a collection of essays by the Japanese author. Currently available in hardcover.

[USD14.28 from Amazon]
One of the editions is SGD 32.95 from Kinokuniya

Netherland
Joseph O’Neill

Joseph O’Neill’s third novel is about a Dutchman in post-9/11 America. It’s been generating a tremendous amount of buzz and has been likened to a more fiery The Great Gatsby. Siri Hustvedt of The Washington Post says:

Always sensitive and intelligent, Netherland tells the fragmented story of a man in exile — from home, family and, most poignantly, from himself.

[USD16.29 from Amazon]
SGD42.95 from Kinokuniya

Maus
Art Spiegelman

It probably isn’t the brightest idea to celebrate Christmas with a book on the Holocaust, but Art Spiegelman’s classic is at its heart a profoundly moving tale about a son and father and the difficult relationship that they share.

There’s a cheaper paperback edition available in two volumes too, but I’m listing the one-volume hardback.

[Complete collected edition, hardcover, USD23.10 from Amazon]
SGD58.22 from Kinokuniya

It’s A Bird!
Steven T. Seagle and Teddy Kristiansen

This is a Superman comic that isn’t about Superman. It’s about the writer’s struggle with mortality, framed against the invincibility of Clark Kent. It’s about life, death, and the forces that good literature tries to wrestle with. One of my very favourite Superman books.

[Paperback, USD14.39 from Amazon]
SGD23.36 from Kinokuniya

American Music
Annie Leibovitz

The last book I’m going to recommend marries my love of photography with my love of music. No matter your opinion of Leibovitz’s work, I think this is a lovely book that will delight anyone with an interest in either field, and certainly those who have a passion for both.

[USD29.67 from Amazon]
Not in stock at time of writing in Kinokuniya

And that’s it. I hope it proves helpful.

Give the gift of art. It’s a good gift.

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I’m going to the bookstore alone today. Many things on the list, and some side orders as well. I have to get a DVD, for instance, and also a few birthday presents; but the bookstore is probably the central thing. I’ll be back with my loot report.

No Romance

So no more early Beatles on my jukebox. It seems the stinging lyricism of Dylan and the soundscapes of Radiohead are more to my tastes for the week.

New Saramago Book

Read what James Wood has to say about José Saramago’s new book Death With Interruptions. [via The New Yorker]

I’ll Be Back

Later.

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