Paula

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When it all felt like a pointless performance, when people yelled at me, when I was accosted by the naked and insane, when I was greeted with indifference, or delight and kindness—it wasn’t me. It was the things I carried for them.
Mailman: My Wild Ride Delivering the Mail in Appalachia and Finally Finding Home
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