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01367 Grand Hotel, S.F. July 14, 1989. My dear Wanda Your letter to me was very short but very delightful charming
the illustrations at the end very original fine. I wish I could see you tonight though you went to bed long ago no doubt are
asleep for it is now midnight I will see you in a day or two for my writing is nearly done. I see very few people in my room
speak only about three words a day to anybody though there are so many people in San Francisco I never go out of my room except
when I go to my meals. But though I am lonesome I see a good deal of myself for there are five mirrors in my room, two of
them large enough to give my whole length. Once when I was going to my dinner I saw seven little monkeys in a birdcage all
huddled close together to keep warm they were the smallest monkeys I ever saw, not half as big as a cottontail rabbit all
the seven not half as big as Brownie. yet their