Found Magazine was born in the winter of 1999, when writer and one-time ticket tout Davy Rothbart began a 3am journey home from his friend’s apartment. Rothbart had long harboured a passion for picking up scraps of paper he found on the streets of his home town of Chicago, but this particular night, as he emerged into the cold February air, he discovered a note tucked under his windscreen-wiper, from Amber to Mario: “You said you have to work,” it read. “Then why’s your car here, at her place? I hate you … Mario, I fucking hate you … You’re a fucking liar. I fucking hate you. I hate you. PS. Page me later.”
It was “apparently a case of mistaken Toyota Camrys”, explains Rothbart in the note’s caption on the Found website. But the find affected him profoundly. “Poor Mario – catching blame when he was probably at work and not with this other girl. I thought it was a pretty amazing love note, though, really: Amber, trying to be all full of bitterness and bile, but giving herself away with her sweet coda – page me later.
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