Schwaz Tuesday, 5 (?) September Dear Annerl! I’m sitting here at the table behind the stable, with the red parasol stretched out over my typewriter (to achieve this delightful little artifice I’ve brought one of the red chairs from the terrace and I’m sitting opposite the stable wall). And my naked back is soaking up the sun like a thirsty sponge, because it hasn’t stopped raining or at least drizzling since we arrived, and we’re all chilled to the bone. From today, though, the barometer and the general sense of optimism is promising the most wonderful autumn weather, so I’ll …
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