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One can get very thin.

One doesn’t read at night. Now

as you are writing there is such a storm,

otherwise the darkness, you understand,

and will remain dark forever.

Have joy in the town. The skeletons are failing

whatsoever occur in your heart. Be it

sin, starvation, clemency or rage.

Be it sin. Animal, burrowed prayer;

one can thin out. Consider doughnuts,

or the rattle and spur-scrape and

first-person oar locks. The town’s joy’s yours.

Flight bound for Christopol from the east. Incident reported at 20:55, September 29, 1973.