This was the strangest sight this morning, in a colleague's mailbox [name, courtesy of Photoshop, redacted]. How to interpret it? Do we get so little mail these days that we have repurposed these receptacles as display cases, as wunderkammern? Has someone been having an ice cream social, without inviting the rest of us? I admire the sleek, pristine, matte quality of the utensils against what is doubtless described as the honey blonde of the wood. What would you put in your departmental mailbox by way of an object lesson?
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