Having a birthday in Africa does things to you. Your taste in presents changes. Last year (and the year before that, and the year before that . . .) I wanted books and music. This year I wanted PJ pants made out of a loud Burkinabé fabric I bought in the marché last week and junk food from America--Chips Ahoy, gummy worms, and Cheese Wiz.
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