You know, the other day I was thinking about Iwo Jima man (Diana and Stearns will remember) and how I wrote to him every month saying thank you and I will not do drugs (I don't think I had any idea of what drugs were at that point). For those of you who are not in the know, he is a kind old gentleman who would send us stamps every month in the mail.
Hopkins is great. I think that Myrrh, in particular, would agree, thanking the post office for saving her wedding year. It's true: they are lovely stamps, although I haven't worked past the love stigma enough to buy them...
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I was always concerned that Mr. Dom would run out of stamps, and then my collection would be fixed forever.
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