Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.
I'm back, and with a few stories to tell. In the meantime, please enjoy this lovely junk fax. I particularly love the slanted text (as though it was done on a sinking ship), the massive black star that that androgynous cleaning person is about to fall into, and how they've abbreviated "furniture" despite having plenty of room to spell it out.
I think I missed my calling as a flyer design consultant. At least I can tell them what not to do.