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ed next to tle bundle of nerves.
Dussel. and dont talk. And if you o say sometalk about food. t doesnt lead to quarrels, just to bragging. ions, and quot;noquot; is not part of he food is good or bad.
Pants t come up to , a red jacket, black patent-leats ttle table, aludying and never progressing. terrupted only by ernoon nap, food and -- e spot -- times a day to be someone ing outside tiently from one foot to anotrying to in and barely managing. Does Dussel care?
Not a een to seven-ty, from ty to one, from to teen, from four to four-fifteen, from six to six-fifteen, from eleven-ty to t your cimes for ;regular sessions.quot; es or lets side to open up before a disaster occurs.
Number nine is not part of our Annex family, altable. ite. Se and isnt co please and t pleases us. Serized as follows: cheerful, good-humored, kind and willing.
tUESDAY, AUGUSt 10, 1943
Dearest Kitty, .
A nealk more to myself to tages. First, t o listen to my continuous cter, and second, I dont o get annoyed by t tupid but ots better to keep to myself. I apply tactic somet t of me, pretend its delicious, avoid looking at it as mucs gone before Ive ime to realize is. up in t, I leap out of bed, to myself, quot;Youll be slipping back under t; o take do screen, sniff at til I
feel a bit of fresrip t as I can so I be tempted to get back in. Do you kno of t of living. Isnt t a funny expression?
eve all been a little confused t ertoren bells ed off to be melted do time, eit or day. I still titute, made of tin or copper or some suco remind the clock.
Every admiring glances at my feet, iful (for times like to snap tilts, and look even taller than I already am.
Yesterday , Margot o peel potatoes for me (take ting o t nearly knocked me over, and let me run er to bat lump over my rigo make matters tle toe on my rig got stuck in t bled and , but my ots I let tupid of me, because noed toe. ape, I cant get my .