Here's a nice one, a 1929 eight-cent Grant. No real talent in finding stamps. They're everywhere. But turn it over. That's where talent comes in.
What do you see? A creased corner? A filigree of discoloration? Sure. But I see Emerson Montgomery, son of Christian and Myrtle, manager at Illinois Savings and Loan. I also see him cinching a rope, mounting a chair, slipping the hempen hoop over his head.
There are rules to it. I only see suicides that fall in the printing year -- or are going to fall.
Now, I got your card. We need to talk.
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