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Dear, I haven't been in touch For a long time. Sorry. The last time I saw you Was in St. Christopher's Place. It was a lovely evening... When I knocked that chair over. I am sorry. Since then, I've had not a few accidents Of that kind. Just three days ago, I slipped out in a garden At a friend's house... And keeled over, not once, Not twice, but three times, Like a log...clonking my nut So violently that people heard me In the sitting room. What's more, I can't remember a single sentence Spoken all evening. The problem is...
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
Incident in St. Christopher's Place
Dear, I haven't been in touch For a long time. Sorry. The last time I saw you Was in St. Christopher's Place. It was a lovely evening... When I knocked that chair over. I am sorry. Since then, I've had not a few accidents Of that kind. Just three days ago, I slipped out in a garden At a friend's house... And keeled over, not once, Not twice, but three times, Like a log...clonking my nut So violently that people heard me In the sitting room. What's more, I can't remember a single sentence Spoken all evening. The problem is...
"Incident in St. Christopher’s Place" is also known as "A Letter Unsent", because it was based precisely on that, a letter, written to a close friend, almost certainly in the early 1990s, but never sent.
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Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
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