About my life. Do you want to hear? Surrealism is not the word. It is dizzying and marvelous though very painful at times, but, my God - what an overflow of everything. Love, flowers, gifts, white violets, holes in my stockings, open pocketbook, patients, cables, telegrams, full mailboxes, pursuits, lies, narrow escapes, dramas, tears, flowers,
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