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The return address read somewhere in Israel. Given that it was sent with delivery confirmation, whoever had mailed me this package really wanted to make sure I got it. I was incredibly intrigued, and even a little bit moved. Surely, after all this trouble and expense for this package, it would be something fascinating, right?Nothing in my life, with the exception of hitting puberty, has ever gone from being exciting to disappointing to annoying so fast.
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