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about to step out of my gate when i saw the courier standing in front of my parents' gate...

me:  'is there one for cynthia?'

courier approaches me:  'this is actually for cynthia...'

me:  'my house is here...  that one is my parents'...'

courier:  'yes, ma'am...  but then more often when i make a delivery you're there instead of here so i check the other house first...'

oh...  hehe...  :"}

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