I soaked the magazine spine again today. I am really happy with how it turned out.
Last night, I ordered a Manhattan-like drink and even though I hate maraschino cherries, I tried to eat it anyway. I quickly spit it out, placed it on my sketched napkin and destroyed it by violently smashing it with my fingers.
Earlier today, I emptied my pockets from last night and found the napkin with doodles, plus one from Sarah. I taped them in the back cover of the magazine.