The Evanescent POST

During a walk with a friend to nowhere about a month ago something snapped when my local post office’ non appetizing architectural form reared itself in the suburbanscape. I dropped a one liner of interruption during their turn in our conversation ‘you know the post office is on strike?’ I said hoping that I would solicit an ounce of sympathy. I should’ve known better… Read More The Evanescent POST

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