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July 15th

Today I played golf with the mayor and his friends again; so dull; all of them are a few dispensable people but are in high political positions; I do not know what they can do in addition to swinging the ball. My secretary gave me a book, a collection of short stories called "In the Dark" by a female author. I rarely read anything written by women; they are too sentimental, except for my secretary, who is sensible as a man. I have to give way to her than rational thinking; I am always trapped in my emotions; in the face of emotions, she can maintain her independence, which I admit is remarkable. She impressed me with women. I used to think that sanity, or cruelty, was something unique to men; now, I've changed my mind, and anyone in love (or any relationship) can be cruel. It depends on the situation. My case of love is a hopelessly dead game where the pieces fall the same.

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