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Today the technicians arrived to delouse it. I saw a group dangerously twisting nuts & otherwise fondling it, so I telescoped my head into my shoulders, forgot to plug my
ears, & went on writing. Time went on till suddenly a explosion blast shook the hut, echoed & reechoed through the hills. Steeling myself for a ghastly sight turned & saw
everything normal & a mortar crew feeding their hose pipe with shells like you'd feed nuts to a monkey.
I relaxed.

This is like some dances, a 'twilight' letter. Charley's riding the high horse & we're included in his orbit. He's as big a mark as a peeper skulking in "Lover's Lane".

We have in our midst a