| Halász Sharolt ( @ 2008-06-30 10:48:00 |
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14 September 1942
Kenjiro was up all night.
Watching the mirrors.
We dreamed about feathers.
It was a good dream. But better for him than for me I think.
Silly Sándor did nothing but sleep, all night long.
I thought about Miguel last night.