SO GIVE THEM
THE WHOLE TOWN
(a letter back to Robbie)
Let them have the takings, and the leavings too;
we'll bring back the weeds and daffodils and give
them some new sort of value. The rest can go
to their own tinny-Heaven, riding a cracker-barrell
ice-box for all I care. I've been away so long
it looks like nothing to me.
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Jacob the Smithy is dead, and he's left his two
daughters behind. If there's an opportunity,
let me know what opens up. That sounds
like two obscene jokes to me, but I figure
you'll understand what I mean.
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The rail cars should enter town by noon,
and I'l most certainly exit from the
third rear car. Please be there
to meet me.
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