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Dead Letters to Tomorrow
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Rosa hadn't seen anyone. But she told Edwin the old post office was set to be torn down next week to build a parking lot. If the slot was real, he was running out of time to use it. They hurried back to take a closer look.
They found the demolition crew already measuring the building. Edwin begged for one more week, and the foreman shrugged and agreed. That night Edwin slid a note through the slot asking how to save the old post office for good. He had until dawn for an answer.
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