Today the post-
woman brought
me a tracking
cookie. I don't
mind it

following me
around the
house, but I
hate the crumbs
it leaves behind.

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Today the post-
woman brought
me the end

of the world. It
whimpered at
me. Goddamned

Preacher! Spoilt
things for all us
pyrotechnicians.

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Today the post-
woman brought
me a refugee

camp. “What’s
this?” I asked
her. “It’s the cast-

off thousands you
said you wanted,”
she replied.

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Today the post-
woman brought 

me The City That
Never Sleeps. "I'm

here for some R&R,"
it said; & promptly

crashed out on the
La-Z-Boy in the front

room where it's
been snoring for

the last four hours.

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Today the post-
woman brought
me a compendium
of investigative 

studies by Shop-
Wiki & others 
that report an
average of 13 

people per year 
are killed by over-
tipping vending 
machines but less

that one every
two years is
killed by under-
tipping a waiter. 

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Today the post-
woman brought
me some ephemera—
at least that's 

what the customs
declaration on the
empty box said
was in it.

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Today the post-
woman brought
me a letter 
for Abraham 
Lincoln. He's here

only during the
winter months
so I sent it on,
c/o his Gettys-
burg address.

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