When I was in Edinburgh in August, I went to a Book Festival event where a Jamaican guy read a chapter from his book about Bob Marley and I thought "hey that sounds like a good book, but I've still got 4 weeks left of travelling and it's too hefty to carry around with me, so I won't bother buying it and getting him to sign it, even though he's sitting in the booth right next to me drinking and would probably be totally down with signing it for me."
That guy?
He just won the Man Booker Prize.
I'm an idiot.
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