Mail art by Nancy Bell Scott (South Portland, Maine, USA)

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Comment by De Villo Sloan on June 5, 2019 at 5:12am

I can confirm. It was sealed in plastic. Again, absolutely safe.

Probably the scariest thing I received was a little glass bottle of clear liquid painstakingly packed in layers of carved styrofoam (spg) from somewhere in Germany, supposedly. I didn't mess with that. Right to the dumpster.

Comment by Nancy Bell Scott on June 4, 2019 at 1:07pm

Ha ha, Bradford, a truly original remark. I packed this thing up but then let it sit here for a few weeks, wondering if I felt like being arrested. The answer was no, but I took the chance anyway. DVS was warned ahead of time in case he didn't feel like opening it.

Comment by De Villo Sloan on May 25, 2019 at 7:49pm

don't get me started remember when Marie Wintzer was sending bags of sand she gathered from (so she claimed) the beach where the nuke reactor happened in Japan? That was whacked/

Comment by De Villo Sloan on May 25, 2019 at 7:45pm

I'm keeping it in plastic except for special occasions.

This is nothing. The Trashpo stuff people have sent amounts to a toxic spill. The rotten food dk sent almost got me evicted. The least of my worries inhaling asbestos - did that half my life.

Comment by Bradford on May 25, 2019 at 6:56pm

Back then, they did asbestos they could.



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