Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. Part 4 MY DEAR VEE, he wrote. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Even on cool days the gardens were colorful and bright, with orange trees emanating sweetness and bumblebees drunkenly weaving from flower to flower. I want you.
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