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A real postcard every month · $15/month

The world,delivered by hand.

Join a year-long journey told through real mail. Every handwritten postcard unlocks the photographs, voice note, and private story that could not fit on the back.

What arrives

Paper first.
The internet second.

Longhand is a physical subscription with a digital layer—not another newsletter competing for your attention.

01

Made in the city

We write your card by hand, stamp it locally, and send it through the post.

02

Open the hidden story

A private code reveals the photographs, voice note, and full story behind that month’s card.

03

Write something back

Reply in your own time and keep a private archive of every place you shared.

The Postcard Year · Coming soon12 cities. 12 handwritten cards. One story you can hold.
$15 / month12-month journey · billed monthly
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The Postcard Year

A year told one city at a time.

The Postcard Year: Paris, Barcelona, Miami and Washington DC sent. New York is being written now. Toronto, Lisbon and Dubai come next.

Four postcards have already left the road. New York is on my desk now — Toronto, Lisbon and Dubai come next.

Scene 01 — Written on the road

I write every card by hand, stamp it in the city, and send it the old-fashioned way. Not printed in bulk. Not sent automatically.

Scene 02 — The story behind the card

Every card carries a private code. Open it for the photographs, a voice note recorded there, and the story behind that month’s stop.

Scene 03 — Your turn

Your reply becomes part of a quiet archive, built between places and the people receiving them. No public feed. No pressure to perform. Just something real, from one person to another.

The next postcard leaves New York.

One handwritten card. One private story. One slower way to stay close to someone moving through the world.

The Dispatch

Notes from the road, between postcards.

Occasional emails with new cities, small discoveries, behind-the-scenes stories, and first access to the next card.

No noise. Only when there's something worth sending.