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24th September 1932, RMS Rex
ОглавлениеJunior and that grasping creature he calls a wife had the nerve to send a basket of fruit to my stateroom. All poisoned, I’m sure. I’ve donated it to the stewards’ mess.
A squall is forecast for tonight.