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slept in a car with no stories to tell - 13 Nov 2005 03:27 pm
"It's you! You're the guy." The mailman spoke with bated breath, excited to find the mysterious recipient of the countless Elle Girl and parenting magazines. Day in and day out he'd filled the mailbox with Boating, Rolling Stone, Outdoor Photographer, magazines full of golf tips and glossy pages of decoration advice. The mixture and amount of publications had baffled him for weeks. "Yep, that's me." -Tyrus Peace  |