they were two boxes in one -our neighbor’s and ours, in the shape of a house, with a cute little roof with wooden shingles.
but no more.
I come home on the night of the 4th of July, and Rainman met me to tell me that he had heard it, and missed who had done it.
I pulled pieces out of the street, called the cops (had a great conversation with the cop about everything from how to get out of speeding tickets to our both changing to Apple – how that was like driving a Pinto for years and then finding that you could have been driving a Porsche for much the same price)
In the morning i found my neighbors (whose box had stayed intact) had set their box back up on the wood.
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