Normally, my junkletter would be a part of that. Would that be considered junk or work-related?
It's lying on a shelf in my room as we speak.

Return to sender
Insufficient address,
unable to forward

does it read. I haven't opened it. I think I don't want to know what's in it, although I vagely do.
En joie ton poste.

hi

hi, I am a brazilian guy who reading your first book, amsterdan blues. You are very long-winded! :)
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I hear some bitterness in your words, forgive me, the sound is familiar.

Bitterness

No, Jan Thys, no bitterness, just a healthy sense of melancholy.

the good thing about having friends is the melancholy. I've never had friends, I have no melancholy. The future is always better. Hooray for that.

May be your 'once upon a time' - friend couldn't find
buyers for your junk mail anymore.
That is where friensdhip ends: when one is no use
to another anylonger.

That's very correct, vera.
That's why i call all my friends to whome i can't call at 4 am because i'm crying over a silly thing "mates".

What memories Vera’s words awake in me.
At the age of 19 I wrote some 30 poems about love, friendship and other relations. (But then who did not write poems at that age). My friend, nicknamed Breast, and his girlfriend read them all. That night they could not sleep and got sick, my friend told me and he would not comment. I realized the poems were not conform the flower power hype and I destroyed them all. I think I only tried to destroy the evil in me.

To the commentators

Not the fact that a friendship faded away makes me melancholic, but I was saddened by the fact that nowadays nobody is up to the task of selling my junk mail.

Mr. Grunberg, try eBay.
And make it your best friend.

Vera

Excellent idea.

Dearest A,

If you want to sell one of those boxes to your minions, I have one I would gladly be out from under. Would happily split the profits with you.

It could be a kind of reverse karma.

ha.

Alex Greenough