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Friday, July 16, 2004 Bad Mail Sometimes I get stuff in the mail that's for the previous resident. Usually its just car ads, but today, I got a catalogue for magazines. Not your regular old magazines but ones featuring lots of busty females. I'm not a prude (that much) but I despise objectification. The first thought that went through my head was to burn the thing--preferably in front of a lot of horrified men who like "reading" the stuff. But then I felt sort of bad. I mean, why should I care what people like? I guess I just don't like the indignity of bad mail stuffed in my mailbox. [posted by S. Y. Affolee on 6:11 PM : ]
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