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SEPTEMBER, 1942
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    A  like t and  for more comfortable baters. It er urn on t, lock t ter  anyones  the fear of being seen.

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    t airs on ednesday, moving ter pipes and drains from to t freeze during a cold er. t . Not only  alloo run er during t ts. Ill tell you  unseemly of me to bring it up, but Im not so prudis matters of t, sacrificing a canning jar for tion of t, canning jars  into service during time to ure. As far as I   as o sit still all day and not say a o talk or move at all is ten times worse.

    After tant sitting, my backside iff and sore. Nighenics helped.

    Yours, Anne
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