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This morning my friend Deborah called from San Francisco called to say that the letter I mailed to her from Rapallo on October 18 had arrived yesterday.

What wonders did my letter see on its long journey from me to Deborah??!

I guess we’ll never know, because although it’s full of words, it’s not talking.  Guilty conscience, no doubt.

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