I'm thankful today for my Postcards from Penguin box that came in the mail.
I opened it up and practically jumped for joy. It's a neat box (I love a well-designed box) filled to the brim with postcards, each one a replica of a famous Penguin/Pelican book. I probably won't be sending them out any time soon but rather flipping through them with probable ridiculous pleasure. Already, I've pulled these to show you:
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| My life right now |
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| my favorite writer, perhaps, of all time |
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| What would happen if this book were to be published today? It's the small things. |



