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Dear Andy, If you can't read this get [Bak?] to help you. Your letter pleased me mightily and I would have written you long ago but I have been busy writing literature. Your loss will be the gain of future generations, old darling. I am in [Nagle?] now, having drifted here and there and am leaving Sunday for Richmond where I will put up at the [unclear] and Club. Here Homer and [unclear] and the rest won't let me alone a minute. [unclear] "Come on over Sherry." "You go ti [unclear]? I got much ti do." Well, you know how it is. I don't dislike