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Rain clouds pause, beating down an old path along a broken bone. Toward a destination no more than thirty minutes for a suburb away, an elderly woman trundles out of her home. Wrinkling on each shuffling step toward the gate, she gargles out and into the street. Flapping weakly in her left hand, an envelope bearing the address of a friend, far from here.
A seconds long conversation over the name of the receptacle later and a letter makes a few jumps. From her hands to a stranger's. From the stranger's hands to that of his long time friend. From the hands of that friend and into the hands of another individual.
A random journey through strangers complete by a few hours. Off course by the directions of cross streets and ultimately reaching its destination.
Friday, 20 January 2006 - 11:16
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