Dear Wigleaf,
It's very drafty back at my home. I've not been to the hotel for two months now. When I stayed there I told them I was a pilot. Ha ha, they believed me. They gave me the room for $29 a night, let me check in at 10 AM. I smoozed the desk lady; saw her once a week for awhile. I told her I just needed a place to sleep. She had no idea what went on in there.
I'm trying to warm up. I'm homesick for my hotel. I miss everything terribly—even the spray I used to grease "Flipio, the waffle paddle."

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