Dear Herman:
I have that old song "Put your head on my shoulder" stuck in my mind this morning. No idea why. Paul Anka version.
Imagine you checking in today...actually I imagined you checking in tomorrow...but anyways... I think your sitting reading this, a large cup of coffee in hand, an extremely large apple fritter muffin, and a sketch book that you're working on. I imagine you dressed in dark jeans, a dark green shirt, and a dark trenchcoat. Which would be very "Ninth Gate" of you.
Smile...
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