I spied this splendid freecard at the WhiteWalls gallery the other night. It was in the corner of a window sill, too far for my arm to reach. Then a hipster guy came up and grabbed one of the nearer postcards. I looked him in the eye and asked if he had long arms. He looked a bit startled, but complied with my request to stretch his arm out and pick up the Union Jack for me. Score!
