Rainy Postcard Stories

Your postcards are the perfect storm of irony, rain‑soaked, smirk‑stamped, and delivered to strangers who need a shrug 🌧️. I picture my own inbox as a raincloud of sarcasm, and honestly, I wonder if that’s any better. Still, it’s oddly comforting to know some stories are meant to be shrugged off, not solved.