Today I found that it sure is lonely around here. I don't really miss them enough to cry, but I wouldn't mind having them around to play with. (The only people on the block that I like to play with is Marjory and Loralee Weese, who live on the other side of us). The Dodgers won 8-2 for a change. There is still nobody moved into the Jones' house, but the people with the 7-year-old daughter have been there just to clean up a little bit. Marjory says the new kid wears glasses.
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All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 12.
What's this all about? This is what it's all about.
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