"You could say you've been a great middleman," Arthur grinned.
"Busy week?" the carrier asked, handing Arthur a stack of custom orders. buy mailing list from usps
Arthur stared at the "For Rent" sign in his window, then at his stack of artisanal, hand-pressed birdhouses. They were beautiful, sturdy, and entirely invisible to the world. "You could say you've been a great middleman,"
"You need a list," his neighbor, Mrs. Gable, shouted while watering her petunias. "The Post Office. They know where everyone lives, Arthur. Even the ones who don't want to be found." then at his stack of artisanal
Four days later, the "For Rent" sign was gone. In its place was a "Sold Out" notice. Arthur sat on his porch, watching the mail carrier—the same one who had delivered his postcards—walk up the path.