Audrey: I know quite a few of the birds. I can see three or four squirrels playing on a tree. They run up and down. They run up and down on the rock. Now they are all pulling on a blue piece of cloth. They are having a great time on the tree. The blue thing is not a cloth. It is an oblong stiff thing. There is a bird on the ground, a black and gray one.

Vivian, she is gone (not my roommate anymore). She comes and goes. I see her in the hall.

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