By JANINE SCOTT
Rosie stared at her letter box. It was a plain box on a plain pole.
"Not whacky, is it?" she said.
"No," laughed the postman, as he rested by Rosie's letter box.
"Oh, I nearly forgot," he said.
"This year, the street with the greatest number of whacky letter
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