That’s what I get for still being a sucker who makes deals with the Bargainer. And the rest of the room is filled with kitschy trinkets—some from this world, some from another. Most are the result of one of Des’s rigged dares—like the enormous sombrero pinned on the wall that he got me to wear for an entire evening. But some, like the Cycladic figurine sitting on our bookshelf, are gifts we’ve given each other. But all of it is a testament to the incredible life we live.
Love that they’re still making deals!
