A forlorn letter hutch

Beautiful. By N.S.  Not sure where this Quarry St is, but no junk mail yeah? The dead weeds a nice touch. 

About AHC McDonald

Comedian, artist, photographer and critic. From 2007 to 2017 ran the culture and satire site The Worst of Perth
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8 Responses to A forlorn letter hutch

  1. Rong1 says:

    Has the holesaler sold the hole in the fence?

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  2. Russell Woolf's Lovechild says:

    Well it would be a change from having the snails eat your snail mail.

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  3. Yeah Right says:

    If you think that’s bad, go take a look at No. 57 Quarry St from the modernist architect who learned his trade in the arts classes. Karma would be to see him suffer from an allergy to sunshine and to have him forced to live in said structure for the term of his natural life and never to leave and to hear the laughter daily, at his miserable handiwork. Its only one rung on the ladder above the terrorist who sits at the very bottom, that I’ll place the architect and the builder who places nothing but tripe upon the landscape. Even this dog’s home cum letterbox has more design and styling and is better suited to the streetscape than what’s down the road.

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  4. Anonymous says:

    Looks like a home for Tail Mail.

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  5. amacwardle says:

    Just more Puppy Tail Mail.

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  6. juantrak says:

    Now I’ve heard of talking dogs, but dogs that can read, is really laying the BS on thick.
    Besides, HTF is he going to tear open envelopes without an opposed thumb??

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