Shortly before I married E, I received a racist letter. It was addressed by hand, but the contents were photocopied. I showed it around – and surprisingly discovered who had addressed it. I contacted the person concerned. But they had addressed it on someone else's behalf, they said. They “had no idea what was in the envelope”, and “didn't even ask.” I believed them, and the riddle seemed solved – however I didn’t pursue it any further.
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