the Mark Pike

I don’t really have a Valentine, so I’m buying one in an auction.

It’s on European ebay. She’s beautiful.

She was born 37 years ago to the date. Her name is “Olivetti.”

Her beauty is put on pedestals in museums of design. People make websites showing off the time they’ve spent with her. She’s a muse. She oozes poetry. Her creativity is unparalleled. She’s vintage. Old school, even. She was born in Barcelona with a rosy complexion on Valentine’s Day 1969. I’m in love with her.

Olivetti Valentine, I love you. Will you be mine?

X YES ___ NO

XOXO,
Mark

P.S. The first thing I’ll do with you is write a romantic comedy.