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Dear
Greg, |
Tokyo,
April 23, 1983 |
Well, I'm
Here. It was a long trip and I'm still getting over the jet lag. In
two days I flew 10,079 miles into the sun. After while I was no
longer human. I was just meat flying 600 miles an hour.
My childhood vanished into hamburger and all the memories of my life
were just chunks hanging from a flying hook.
I think I want to stay on the ground for
a while.
Love,
Richard |
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