This is a café in Paris where you can write a letter to your future self, and they’ll mail it to you one, five or twenty years later. 💌 Café Pli, France 🇫🇷
- Muse
Read on SubstackIt surely must be a “chick thing”? The reason I say so is that I just draw a complete blank with it. Maybe it’s too early in the morn? Maybe it’s that third chromosome of mine kicking in? Writing a letter to your past self would be a cake walk. Whadda ya say to your future self?
Dear Filthie,
Actually, scratch that; it was fun, every second of it and I’d do it again. Screw you!
Get stuffed,
Glen
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