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"Darling-- I love these velvet nights. I've never been able to decide whether the night was a bitter enemie or a "grand patron" --or whether I love you most in the eternal classic half-lights where it blends with day or in the full religious fan-fare of mid-night or perhaps in the lux of noon. Anyway, I love you most and you 'phoned me just because you phoned me tonight-- I walked on those telephone wires for two hours after holding your love like a parasol to balance me. My dear--"
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