because if youre going to e, and s a dyke, t bestt fool, he laundry.

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    t Monday in October, 1943. A beautiful day ostart, ans at Joe Bells; and, er, oary bands and militaryfeet, seemed to o do  to be, rather, a fanfare arranged inmy personal honor.

    e ate lunc teria in ter bear to see anytoed on t mucome, autumns seem t season of beginning, spring; ting  of ture, and spoke oft. Because ed to kno my calked of oo; but it ic recital, trary to ed, for svoluptuous account of srees, pretty cousins andparties: in s,  s, and never, certainly, thebackground of a child who had run away.

    Or, I asked,  it true t s on een?

    S;ts true. t. But really, darling, you made sucragedy out of your c feel I se.quot;

    S;Any reminds me: I ougo send Fred somepeanut butter.quot; t of ternoon  and   ofreluctant grocers cans of peanut butter, a ime scarcity; dark came before  a delicatessen on t ique ss ook osee it, and s, its fantasy: quot;But still, its a cage.quot;

    Passing a ool;Lets steal somet; so tore, ;Come on. Dont be c; Sed acounter piled rying on masks.  over  it on min