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After a lousy night's sleep ('flu related, not alcohol induced), it was fantastic to see a letter waiting for me at the foot of the stairs this morning. Grandma fills her letters with the mundane day-to-day activities of a woman approaching eighty along with all the gossip of the small rural district she lives in, all written in this fantastic cursive script. She swears like a miner and smokes like a train and makes me miss family like nothing else.
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