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The skeleton that David Sedaris gave his artist partner, Hugh Hamrick, for Christmas (as recounted in his story ”Memento Mori”) now graces Hamrick’s studio in their London town house — and yes, the skull is hinged, even if the residents aren’t, entirely. In Sedaris’ work space, he likes looking at a taxidermied mole to remind him of critters recently digging up the couple’s yard in Normandy. A tongue depressor sports a phrase (I was born on a pirate ship) that sounds naughty if you say it while holding your tongue, and a weird illustration alludes to the symptoms of an ailment that fascinates Sedaris: Lesch-Nyhan syndrome, which drives sufferers to injure themselves horribly, ”as if your hands belong to someone else.” Ugh. Time for restorative tea brewed in a fey feline.

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