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Dear Feztram,
I'm sorry, but that part about long, wet kisses going on for three days so grossed me out I just started laughing and had to write you. Eeeew! God help us all with the educated person who's got a handle on the parenthetical, I say! Some kind of weird sotto voce thing going on, I guess. But, how the heck would I know? I was never as a child a "little grown-up in training." Isn't that how earlier American portraiture was? Little grown-ups in wooden frames? But how the heck would I know, right? I grew up in Connecticut, where we did not grow up at all: we just got older.
Egbert
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