And all good things must come to an end, even a ridiculously hyperbolic dinner with truly the nicest guy ever. Dessert is served, night has fallen, and we might be the last ones in the Tide and Vine. But first, convention talk.

At this point in our story, dear readers, designer Daryl Andrews and myself have just passed the border from Niagara Falls, New York into Niagara Falls, Canada. Daryl had taken charge, and had all my identification. All while he told stories of failing to crowss the border and making illegal U-Turns while his buddy had …

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