Panama. Rewind. Living room full of uncles and aunts and cousins. My mother pulls out Pictionary and I fight with everyone to be on my father’s team. It was his turn to draw and he starts drawing a pack of cigarettes. The perfect homage to the advertisement’s cigarette box styling, he painstakingly sketches two sticks peering out through the open lid. A few strokes of the pencil result in two chevrons on the surface of the cigarette box. I recognize it and yell out ‘Panama’,