Tintin in America

When I was a child, my father hit on the ultimate bribe for doing well in exams — a Tintin. Each Tintin in my library is the fruit of some maddening quest for long-forgotten knowledge. I’ve no idea of the cash crops of Angola, but I do know that the main exports of Syldavia are horses and violinists (King Ottokar’s Sceptre).

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