Letter 54

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Dear Louis,

Of all those colours in this world, I think my favorite has become red. I guess I've just seen so much of it that it has become a love of mine. I suppose it's a strange love, but we all have our little quirks, do we not?

I've also become quite used to the taste of salty drops of water at night. That, too, has become a guilty pleasure of mine. I guess I'll just never be normal, huh, Louis?

Love,

Harry

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