Dear sir,
I hope this government would not be so cruel to punish me for using my freedom of speech to say this:
I wish that, in one evening, we could be together out at some rooftop talking about books and humanity with a glass of wine in our hand and jazz music being played along, because, just as the remarkable Virginia Woolf once said,
“I am all the time thinking about fiction and poetry
And you.”
Entirely yours,
Ms. Anonymous
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If you ever receive this letter written with blue ink on a white paper, I am yours to command.
Suggested soundtrack: That’s All by Jimmy Forest
