A closely-written plea from a friend that you will crumple and discard
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Nine pages of crabbed begging, on and on and on. Well, they should have paid you a little more attention.
[…]Flakes rise like moths into the darkness of the flue. You could swear you hear the wretches cry out, each time another flake blackens. Imagine them, waiting day after day, never knowing if your reply will come! You smile[…]
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