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PD: POOR
Phyllis Gag
DEC/1964
Finally got to sleep - the fire dept. comes - there's a brush fire in the broom closet. I sleep with 14 cats - I can't afford an electric blanket - they drive me nuts - purring - it sounds like a Constellation climbing - one of the cats eloped with my mink stole.