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I noticed a rather unusual phenomenon.
One day the mailman brought me some mail.
The next day the mailman brought me some more mail.
This behavior was highly unorthodox.
I didn’t know him.
And he didn’t know me.
Why would he do this?
I asked him why he brought me mail every day.
He said it was because he was a mailman.
That thought had never occurred to me.
It’s was an odd and intricately constructed piece of logic.
The reasoning behind it, although peculiar was quite clever.
He was a mailman,
thus he brought me mail.
Like a mathematical proof of the existence of God
written by God
it was hard to argue with.
After that I had my mailbox nailed shut.