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Tennessee, United States



⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⣠⣴⠶⠷⠶⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣴⠶⠿⣶⣦⣀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⡟⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⣦⢀⡼⠋⠀⣀⠀⠀⠙⠻⣦
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠟⠀⢀⣿⣿⣇⠀⠀⢀⠙⠆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣄⠀⢸⣿⣿⡿⢠⣾⣿⣷
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣇⠸⣿⣿⠃⣿⣿⣿⡟
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠸⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠿⠿⠟⣀⣀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢷⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⣋⣤⣶⣾⣷⣦⠀⣠⣿⣿⣿⡆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢷⣄⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠻⣦⡈⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠈⠉⠉
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢿⣎⠛⣛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣿⠏⠀⠉⠻⠿⠋
Many moons have passed since last we partake in pleasant discourse. The final time our breaths did mingle through word and wit, I did extend unto thee an invitation of friendly roughhousing between myself and my good companion. Yet, alas, no word hath returned from thee, and sorrow did weigh heavy upon my heart.
Thus, I send once more this humble missive, borne upon the wings of my loyal carrier pigeon, to thy brothel house. Perchance my prior letter was lost amidst while you were indulging in another man's nethers or misplaced within the brothel-house where thou dost oft reside.
Shouldst thou receive this parchment whilst seated upon thy porcelain throne, indulging in a blumpkin from your fellow mates, with their most vile beloved endurance, I beseech thee—send this letter back by bird, untainted by any foul splatter or stain of lustful exertion.
With the utmost affection and jest,
Your Master