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A Note From Sherlock: Like the DeSoto, Not Dead!

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Dear Juliet I suppose I'm going to get shouted at for that one. However I am indeed, like Sherlock, not dead . The CT scan was very good, the cardiology scan was good. I seem to have two old and small nodules somewhere in my left lung but they don't seem to be problematic. Not a bad walk, pretty wet. Ducks still remember you. I also found a way of archiving my old emails direct to the Dell so even if BT descends deep into the fiery pits of Hell (one can hope), all the important records will be preserved. So I will be out there again shortly, looking down upon miscreants from the rooftops and bringing law to the lawless on the brute streets of Broseley, but it's not too long a night tonight. Good luck with Toronto on the 30th, and at least it's not too long 'til Motor City... And whatever you do, don't try to drive this car when you're there ! Christine was a Plymouth Fury, but Spike's DeSoto Fireflite was from the same stable... Give me downtown Bridgnor...
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Emails...

Dear Juliet Sorry, I was just trying to get some vital emails away from BT's tentacles... Also, clear of cancer! Hope you're okay. Love, J.
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The Royale, Withering On the Vine...

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Dear Juliet Small world. It looks like our autism group leader's second cousin stayed in a penthouse atop the El Royale apartments just south of Vine Street. It seems they were most famous as locations and backdrops for Double Indemnity and Dynasty . I stayed about half a mile away from them in January 2024. Double Indemnity ... The irredeemable bad girl? Except... No you aren't. I know you, and you aren't. Also, you aren't. I can't put it much clearer than that, but here's a thought: That's more the real you. The girly-girl in pink, not the harlot in scarlet. You're not withering on the vine. That good girl's still there. I remember her. You're still there. All you have to do is be the real you. I think that's as deep as I'll go for today. Love, J.
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I'll Be Back II!

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Dear Juliet Got into a fight with BT again, and now I'm going out to another autism group meeting now. Sorry. But I will be back. I will look forward to writing to you later. I always do. Love, James
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The Cage

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Dear Juliet Something's haunting me. I can't say how I know, or even if I know, but I suspect you may be on the verge of stepping out of that cage. Going off to get those strawberries , facing the freedom to choose what to do with your life. Shedding the fear and fatigue, finding the strength just to be yourself. Broken flowers can still bloom. Either that, or you've gone to Mel's for a burger. You are free to do that, too. You have a future. You always did. And it's even been updated. Yes, time's gone by and tomorrow is another day. But the past has presence, too, and it remains alive and bright on the shores of Point Lobos. Maybe that's all I need to say, unless you'd like to discuss it some day? Love, J.
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I'll Be Back!

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Dear Juliet Just a brief heads-up to mention I've been called out, but I'll be back later. Not like this . Take care. Love, James
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Sounds of Silence...

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Dear Juliet Just a brief one as I'll shortly be on the streets of Shifnal (not Sunnydale) again fighting werewolves, zombies and vampires (not Dru), without even an Espresso Pump into which to drop... In the meantime, I hope you have a good day at Moby's. I was coming in last night and on the radio came "The Sound of Silence." In The Graduate , Benjamin Braddock does drive past Point Lobos and the Carmelite monastery en route to Berkeley. So I sat there, listened to it and thought of you. Yes, you mean a lot to me and no, I won't leave you to your fate. There isn't a coffee shop near the Point, but the market has a few seats outside. Go drive up and see if you want to take flight for a time... Tomorrow is indeed another day, and sunrise has no memory. Love, James
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