August 2011
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p.s. if someday my miserable bones are washed up on a deserted island, do not bother to send for them, as they won’t be worth the parcel post charges.
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“at a time like this, curiously, you begin to think of the things you regret or the things that you might miss. i would like in general to treat people with much more care and respect. i would like to climb a tall hill (not too tall) and sit in the cool grass (not too cool) and feel the sun on my face. i wish i could have cracked the lindbergh kidnapping case. i would very much like to make...
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