Real card, Duane Reade drugstore, upper east side. Nothing written inside, all black. It was the LAST one of them and all the other cards were in stock. Shady stuff.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
TO MY HUSBAND: OUR RELATIONSHIP MAY NOT BE THE HAPPILY-EVER-AFTER STORY WE IMAGINED, BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN OUR STORY DOESN'T COUNT
Real card, Duane Reade drugstore, upper east side. Nothing written inside, all black. It was the LAST one of them and all the other cards were in stock. Shady stuff.
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2 comments:
It looks more like a sympathy card.
Looks like a threat to me.
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