one the 1000 copies of this will find it´s way across the atlantic, above whales and schools of unfriendly named fish, on to a belt that runs through an airport and jump to the arms of someone maybe named Julio that will drop it on my apartment building´s entrance where the janitor woman will affirmatively be kind enough to leave it below the ugly rug that decorates the entrance to my home. hopefully i will be reading this on the toilet in no time.

thanks Ben and Russell.

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