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Tuku’s mother, Makka, didn’t want her picture taken, but she let me take photos of her story wall, which holds memories that span her entire life.

Behold: – the feet from Makka’s brother’s first ptarmigan kill, – a puzzle called “the visitors” which I never did solve, – a narwhal necklace depicting all things northern, – an ancient bone ring used to attach a sled dog to its traces, – a harpoon head fashioned from the fusilage of a crashed airplane, – family photos, – mini kamiks, – and a mysterious tropical butterfly from a collection kept by one of Tuku’s high school teachers.

Next, we got out the costumes.