It's been 176 days, a hundred and seventy-six days since I arrived in this godforsaken place in the middle of nowhere. "All you have to do," they said, "is set up a working post office over there, and return home a conquering hero . Piece of cake." HAH! What they did not mention is that the civilized concept of written correspondence is completely wasted on these savages. So here I am, trapped forever in this inhospitable pit of a town, with no hope of ever escaping. I need something...