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have made me think that you were [[illegible]]
Oh! Hell! I'm writing stuff that can hurt you (This is the story of a man afraid his children would but be normal)
Well anyway I'm glad that you resent the silver platter idea. Because I guess the sweetest apples grow on the tree farthest up the mountain. And as to starting at the beginning and falling in line. I'd like to best don't want to contaminate the rest of the gang. You know what one rotten apple can do to a barrel of good ones. If nothing else it lowers the price a little. Somehow I feel like a rotten apple that can't be eaten, can never bring any happiness to anyone but just lower