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Um, well, it will be out here. Probably.

Send me smoke signals if you get some. Unless it rains. Pretty please.

A bit cloudy today, but the sun is out every now and again. Now setting stuff on fire to notify you.

Nothing we can eat, I trust. Now, if you could blow it a little more east. By the time it reaches me, I will be visiting New York.

There yet?

No!! How did you send it? Ground mail?