Marshall,
In my apartment building, there is an elevator. I live on the ninth floor; I'm very happy that I have an elevator and I don't have to climb the stairs to get to my apartment. That would be very tiring.
Anyway, I took a picture of the inside of the elevator, but something happened to my head. I couldn't find it! And I got a whole lot skinnier somehow. Can you explain this to me? I'm confused.
I love you!
Please give everyone a big hug from me!
Uncle Mut
P.S. Are you always obeying your Mom and Dad? I hope so.
P.P.S. I'm SO proud of you!
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What happened to your head. Did you look in the mirror or something?
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