I followed him to something which looked like Kinko's or a similar mail depot. It was not actually the post office. A clerk handed him what looked like two reams of paper in green cellophane. That would be 500 sheets a piece, side by side with their accompanying weight.
He walked ahead, while the same clerk handed me one green shrink wrapped ream. I caught up with him, making one or two turns of aisles which looked like library aisles, but more like casings resting above raised architect tables. He went to the last turn and made a left.
Someone he knew kind of got between us, but I did not recognize his face. The stranger had blond, curly hair was tall, and I remember brown, tanned skin outide a pink t shirt.
He had already ripped his stack, while I removed the green plastic from mine. He gave me a knowing glance but smiled and kept rifling through his two stacks.
Inside were uncut checks, stub intact, the first few were 'pay to the order of' my name endorsed just like my signature but done electronically by some mimeograph machine. At least one amount was in excess of $30,000 and a lot of checks were payable to entities instead of individuals, like the marquis of local small businesses.