My roommate found this note tucked into a used book from the college bookstore. Pretty intense.
I sat down next to this note on the bus. It’s written on the back of some sort of messenger delivery slip. Perhaps a delivery etiquette self-reminder?
This was found stuck to the counter at a busy downtown lunch spot where I work. I like to picture this as some dirty underground drug deal, but its probably some Eli Lilly drug rep needing to talk about infusing more Prozac into medicated America.
I found this folded into an impossibly small square in the gutter in front of our local paper’s office.
I found this note in the front left pocket of a pair of jeans I was trying on at the Bootlegger in the Burlington Mall. Oddly enough I had just been considering the idea of taking a trip to New York with a friend of mine. I don’t know what the # 28 represents though.