In Times Which Seem Like Self-Psychotherapy He Says To Himself:
Oh, Vienna

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On Wednesday morning, a letter lands on my mat, from the postmark I can see that the letter is from Portugal, the letter I conclude will, without doubt, be from Dinah. I can’t remember the last time that I got a letter from Dinah, I don’t know that I did ever get a letter…

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words often hidden from ones inner self

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