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lips and your tongue and fingers and legs and the hot of your inside. I hope you remember that place and that time like I do. I couldn't write you a couple of days ago because I was sick in bed but I sent you with the hotel boy the things I bought for you. They are all cheap stuff but a couple of white blouses looked nice to me and I'd like you to wear them when I'll be back home, I'd like a lot to see you inside them, I'll send you more stuff and I keep figuring how you'll going to wear them, some cachemir jacket and some very transparent violet material. I sent you also a few handbags and [[crossed out]] and [[\crossed out]] some scarfs and some ivories. Maybe tomorrow I'll buy a tiger skin if I'll be still here. I'd like to make a house for you and me and fill it with all the scrap in the world.

Dear Heddina I'm much in love with you and I didn't have mail from you for a long time and last letters from you were bitter. Please write me a long letter not with other peoples ideas or no ideas anyway but just about you, about yourself and good words if you feel like it