dear family,
i am going to bed. i am exhausted. i have cried all day thinking of my
beautiful new york defiled this way, of all the friends and lovers in nyc i
still haven't heard from, of all of you, of war and madness. nostradamus
predicted these events exactly as they happened. he mistook only the year
and the month: he said august 1997 instead of september 2001.
we must be strong now to fulfill our destinies.
love,
wallyK

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