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Today, Monday, June fiteenth, I [[margin note]] did go [[/margin note]] do not went to the foundry, because my last work is finished and I [[strikethrough]] have fear [[/strikethrough]] am afraid to begin another; it is already too hot.
This consideration makes [[strikethrough]] that I [[/strikethrough]] me work in my studio, 42 washington square So.
After the long time [[strikethrough]] as [[/strikethrough]] that I worked in Astoria where the space is large, I [[strikethrough]] had [[/strikethrough]] lost the custom [[strikethrough]] to [[/strikethrough]] of working in my studio, but I must [[crossed-out]] to [[/crossed-out]] suffer a little.
In the afternoon I make a portrait of my friend Mr. Kilekian. [[strikethrough]] This [[/strikethrough]] HE is an [[crossed-out]] h [[/crossed-out]] old man who has had a very interesting life, he is an antiquary. 
After I was working, I went to my lesson to Mrs. Kellogg's [[strikethrough]] who [[/strikethrough]] where I burst out laughing because my wife was very funny. It is late at present and I [[strikethrough]] will [[/strikethrough]] am sleepy 
good night.