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Somewhere along the line sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll turned into aids, crack, and shitty techno.
Your box is full, so we emptied it.
I went to my post office box today. There was the usual mail there, a few bills, bank statements and advertisements. A magazine and a catalog. Not close to being full. But in the bottom of the box, after I had removed everything else, was a yellow card. It laid flat on the bottom of the box and was exactly the width of the box. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get a hold of it. It wouldn’t slide side to side because it filled the box exactly. It wouldn’t slide forward because the door of the box is narrower than the inside. I was afraid that if I slid it back, it would fall out of the box onto the floor back in the secret, never-seen postal area. I’m sure there is an old, grey-haired guy in a blue sweater with patches on the sleeves and a green visor back there sleeping since they moved him from the old post office years ago. Continue Reading…