It all happens at the post office.

So, I went back to the post office once I realized that I’d reversed The Bounty Hunter’s address. It wasn’t 1415 but 1514. Go figure. And the guy who works there was ONCE AGAIN obviously happy to see me, happier than most people ever are, okay? He was leaning toward me, all smiles, even thoughContinue reading “It all happens at the post office.”

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