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he said.
It elegram from tulip, texas: Received notice young Fred killed in actionoverseas stop your ual loss stopletter follows love Doc. ioned once.
Moreover, sopped calling me Fred. June, July, all ted like a er animal essen e; moved into tment, ill, e; stayed in ason tertained no one and seldom left tment -- except on trip to Ossining.
to imply t s interest in life; far from it, sent, altogeted in several un- a Parke-Bernet auction sag-at-bay ing tapestry and, from t estate, a gloomy pair of Got;easyquot; c te Modern Library, sropolitanMuseum reproductions (including a statue of a C t edand and ultimately broke), a aring mixer and a pressure cooker and alibrary of cook books. S in tbox of kitc;Joseacute; says Im better t natural talent? A montscramble eggs.quot; And still couldnt, for t matter. Simple diseak, a propersalad, reacute; soups(brandied black terrapin poured into avocado sies (roastedp stuffed es and persimmons) and otions(ce sauce: quot;An East Indian classic, mydear.quot;) artime sugar and cream rationing restricted ion o ss -- nevertobacco tapioca:best not describe it.
Nor describe tempts to master Portuguese, an ordeal as tedious to me as ito ed ating on too, sence t didnot begin, quot;After ; or quot;o Rio -- quot; Yet Joseacute; ed marriage. Sted it. quot;But, after all, see me.
Not un peu bit. Im delig to least nine. Im sure some of te; ouc?
could be prettier te coony baby green beautiful eyes? I t Ive itudes some people say: I dont blametards for saying it, Ive al sucoted up t, and Ive only counting anyt een because, after all, t just doesnt count.
Eleven. Does t make me a imes it amounts toapplause. Of course I anyt tongue but t s. I mean, you cantbang t least not try to believe you love t and all ts. I sort of ized myselfinto ttiness ain allure. Actually, except for Doc, if you to count Doc, Joseacute; is my first non-rat romance. O my idea of te finito. ells little lies and people takesabout fifty bat to smell someoo cautious tobe my guy ideal; urns o get undressed and oo mucs and I dont like to see o csnap my fingers and say come pick Joseacute;. Netle for Garbo any day. ? A person ougo beable to marry men or en, if you came to me and said you ed toc your feeling. No, Im serious. Love s. No Ive got a pretty good idea is. Because I dolove Joseacute; -- Id stop smoking if o. oft sometimes, and event so I gulp Seconal or o o tiffanys: Itake to tuff some mus great.
Anot a dollar on everygoddamn star in tarium. Its a bore, but to you if youre good. Good? is more laype -- Id rob a grave, Id steal ts off a dead mans eyes if It it ribute to t -- but unto-type .
Be anyt a coender, an emotional crook, a practical. Cancer maycool you, but to. O, cookie -- ar, and Illsing you a fada in t perfect Portuguese.quot;
tumn,are blurred in memory, peranding of eac s depte more often in silence tionate quietness replaces tensions, tter andc t produce a friendsic moments. Frequently, otitudes toire evenings togeto Coe a c some paper lanterns and stole a boxof joss sticks, tc;Years from nos. Because yes, t see ts, t isnt mine, to be, a tree or a streetor a belongs to me because I belong to it.quot; And Isaid: quot;Do s up,quot; for I felt infuriatingly left out -- a tugboat in drydock ination, steamed dolesti in t days, blo in memory,umnal, all alike as leaves: until a day unlike any other Ive lived.