The repaired bells sound in the background of the dreams.
Get up, go downstairs, the same procedure as yesterday.
Read the mail.
Spend an hour answering a letter to the brother.
And the cat vomits in the hallway. A feline expression of something, why do cats always do that? Later, she jumps up onto the lap between human torso and table and purrs happily.
So what? The division of all the property has been driven by selfishness.There is nothing to reply to in the letter
nothing at all
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