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Uri, Carla, Alexander, Najwa
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PERTH, AUSTRALIA
The postman walks by an empty lot, stops for a moment, checks the address on the registered mail envelope from the UK, walks further past a parked fully equipped Honda Goldwing motorcycle and enters a Pawn Shop. A fat man in his mid-forties sits on a stool behind the counter—desperatly trying to pull a tape stuck in a VHS player.
-Wow, Ricky. What have you got for me today? Looks formal! murmurs the shop owner as he catches a glimpse at the postman's envelope.
-Not for you Bob, actually these are.
The postman hands a stack of letters, mostly government mail, to the shop owner.
-Shit, thanks for the good news. Next time, drop them in my smoker outside.
-How I'm I going to keep my job if you don't pay your taxes, teases the postman.
-That's actually my plan Ricky. Why do you think we're going out of business. Because of all your Amazon and E-Bay deliveries.
-Well, I'm sure you're doing well, replies the post-man. Isn't this a new motorbike you got parked outside.
-Not new. But a shiny one, right! replies the shop owner still busy levering a screwdriver in the VHS player.
The postman smiles at the owner and gets ready to leave.
-By the way Bob, 226 Darwin Road, that should be right next door right?
-Well here is 224 and there's nothing till Howie's petrol station, which is what?
-320.
-Guess they screwed up then. What's the name?
The postman peeks at the envelope again.
-Anastasio Xanthis, 226 Darwin Road, Perth, Australia. No postcode.
-Never heard of that name...
-Ok then, thanks, good luck with the technology, replies the postman as he opens the door.
-I think I remember that there were issues with some neighbors, Greeks I think, regarding an unsettled land dispute when my old man bought the building... There are foundations a few yards from the road there. I don't know.
-Well. Need a signature, so I guess this one will go back to England!
The postman leaves the Paw Shop and notices the cut out rusted 45 gallon drum with a grill just outside.