Is like an young mistress to an old man.
Thrilling and exciting, but expensive as hell.
Just found some letters from the mid-to-late 1960's that my dad wrote to my then soon-to-be step-mother (my birth mother passed away when I was 9 months, a few years previous to his letters).
He was overseas, she was in San Fran for most of the time.
She kept everything for 50 years.
Amazing stuff. You could see a change in the writing styles and them getting closer throughout the months that this happened.
Writing is definitely a lost art.
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