
There is nothing better than a mystery, and this one is better than any I've ever encountered before, outside of Miss Marple.
In today's mail, a buff-colored envelope, addressed to me. No return address. Inside, a white windowed envelope. And inside that envelope is a letter and a folded slip of paper, with a $10 bill showing through the window.
The text of the letter is bookended by red hearts, and it reads: "Thank you for opening the envelope. The money is real. We are all parts of each others' stories. Let's create more together. Please join the project! Use the hints. Find me."
So what are the hints? There are four:
On the back of the buff-colored envelope, it reads, "A literary art project from ATL/w [heart]."
On the back of the white envelope, "Follow your narrative urge! #56."
At the bottom of the letter: "a site to see (haiku clue) robotic cranes dance/ in singapore. in taiwan / appears tornadoes!"
And the folded slip of paper contains a sentence from somewhere--a short story? A novel? it reads: "56. She asks you how your day was and you have to pause, take a second, because her face has something in it, looking at your face -- like it's a real face wondering how your day really was, and not just an extra-friendly coffee girl chatting up the customers."