Twenty-One Years Old


A ventriloquist at a birthday party in October, 1947, 1990
© Jeff Wall

Tomorrow is my 21st birthday. You know what that means… Now I can get a drink with all of you that I’ve already had drinks with (but this time it’ll be legal in the United States)!

In the event that you want to send me something, know that the only material items I want are books. And, well, I wouldn’t mind a nice fitted suit.

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