When I was a mailman I fantasicized about just driving my truck away into another state like Pennsylvania to escape. I would start over without all the same mistakes. Others have done this, people I've known. Why they vanished from my life, I haven't a clue. I think I smell okay.
I found Escapes R Us online and made an appointment. I wanted answers, but they were so persuasive, I forked over the fee for running away. They put together a complete package. I had a new city, name, posture, wardrobe, persona. I am called Fannie and I wear a pixie cut.
I wonder if someone else seeking escape became Joe the Mailman.
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