THE DIARY OF MR PEO 1937
F THE SEVERAL PASSARS, THAT
BY THE FRESH BREEZE DOWN THE MOUNTAIN BELOW, THEY
A GOOD NIGHT, I SLEEPED THERE IN FRONT OF THE LAKE, SHAKING A SMILE, AND SAYING
F IZUMI, I RETURNED HOME, AND STILL WITH THE ILLUSION OF ARRIVING AND FINDING
AYED DAYS DRUNKING WITHOUT FEEDING, WITHOUT TAKING A BATH, AND LO
THE DOOR AND LEAVE FOOD FOR ME, I PICKED UP FOR EDUCAT