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I hope I'll lose the vice of competition (I used to be in competition even with you! I'll explain you more about it when together). I feel I grew up since you saw me last. Understand things better.

Today saw drunk talking to horse hitched at carriage in front of
Central Park. Drunk told the horse long story, I watched him, couldn't hear. Passerby said to me - I guess the horse is the only one willing to listen to him - 

Good night dear, I love you very dearly and sincerely,

Soon, darling.