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Anything you crave, a certain curse
Stepping out of the house for a short walk around the neighborhood, I discovered that a friend had sent me a surprise gift in the mail and that between their post office and my doorstep it had been stolen. I received a gutted envelope slit down the side containing brown paper from which the gift had been shaken out. The stiff paper of the accompanying note had wedged hard enough into the envelope that after some stricken searching it was still in there; the handmade buttons and the picture were not. I assume the thief was looking for checks or more conventionally defined valuables, but it seems unspeakably cruel to let the envelope continue on its way and arrive to tell me what kindness I had been robbed of. I still have the note. The kindness itself did travel the distance. But I still want the thief to fall in front of a freight express.
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We're going to need a bigger beit din.
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What kind of person steals from the mail!
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Fingers crossed.
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I bet you'd be great.
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YOU CAN DO THEM ON THE WEST COAST
EREWHON ISN'T THAT MUCH OF A LEY LINE DISRUPTOR
YOU JUST HAVE TO MEEEEEEEANNN THEM
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I hope it ruined their day to find mere tokens of love and thoughtfulness rather than cash.
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It put a real wrench in my afternoon.
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It just seemed very mean.
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*idle question*
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Of course. Envelope, however mishandled, originally from friend.
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*hugs*
Nine
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Pandora's parcel.
*hugs*
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