I trust you, tho not the internet. We know "things" of one another from conversations long ago. I am willing to send you this thing I've possessed for a long while, a reply of either utmost sincerity or complete and careful bullshit, hand written of course. I have no use for it, though it might open your eyes. Should you find a way to safely accept snail mail, you'd have to PGP the address to me, and you'd know from past conversation what to look for to know who it's from. You could keep it as a memento. It sort of contradicts you. For what it's worth, nobody else has ever laid eyes upon it but me.