The mailbox man

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I rediscovered this cute little guy while I was home last week for Thanksgiving. I got him when I was living in Germany; he came in the belly of a Kinder Surprise egg and stayed with me for a couple of years.


I don’t write or receive as many letters as I did them, but I couldn’t resist bringing him back to New York and giving him a place on my desk. I love how pouty he looks with his mouth closed — here’s what happens when it’s open:


5 thoughts on “The mailbox man

  1. I rarely see Kinder Surprise in the U.S. except at specialty stores, where they’re generally too expensive to justify, but I get them every time I’m in Europe or Canada. Nothing tastes as good as nostalgia…

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