I just got a notability-based gift from the Masters. It contained three contraband London street signs and a radical pamphlet decrying the Masters’ plan to make of us l—e.[li]
A regrettable postal mix-up? Or is this their way of letting me know they disapprove of my Radical contacts?
What is the strangest gift you’ve gotten from the Masters?
A threat and a bribe mixed in one fine package, no doubt. I am taking notes for this one.
A collection of things stolen off of a hobo. Why were they stolen. why did the masters bother with bundling them up. what purpose does filling a box with junk serve- not even meaningful junk, just rags, a candle stub, and a little else- if you’re going to do that, it might as well be empty.