I saw a young woman furtively running toward the mail box of an apartment complex on 10th street in San Jose. She had a sealed envelope and kept looking around as if trying to avoid being seen. She sprinted to the mail box, dropped the envelope in the box and ran to her car, which was parked around the corner. Off she went.
Wonder what was in that envelope? Clandestine pictures, divorce papers, hate mail, love note, hmm. Well we will never know.
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