16 febrúar 2008
The Tablecloth
I sent my landlord in Ireland a table-cloth from Syria. I sent it in B-post to be practical. There are no signs of the table-cloth so far, - I sent it almost a month ago. Greg is worried that the table-cloth is all alone in a huge scary warehouse. Then I asked him to check the universe. He called them. There was no answer. Probably lunchtime, he said.
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