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"It was short, easy and magical: the front forward, Lord Patchogue lunged up against the ice crossing, shatter, but it, here on the other side.." (JR) More than a day before my return to Paris. Tomorrow I make my pilgrimage to Patchogue. The best for last ... Look forward to returning to process information collected here. I also have an important meeting in Paris, unpublished letters Rigaut in family archives. Again thank you to all those who helped me in New York.
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