fragments through a scanner *w/o* modern OCR from
Philip K. Dick, dear claudia letter, November 29 1974, 3 pages.
the goal is everything he wrote me through a scanner w/ modern OCR posted online for all to freely read

Friday Dear Claudia, Can I rattle on some more at you? especially since the big blue cat we got ran away as soon as we let him out? Thank you. I hope you had a nice Complaingiving.         .                  .         .         .         .                  .         .         . Claudia, on this day we must count our cursings.         .                  .         .         . Meanwhile, Satan is up at the McDonald's stand, ordering coweye burgers and plastic malts, thinking to keep his power. A few more years of coweye burgers and plastic malts, and he'll have had it.         .                  .         .         .

page 2: *there's a special place in heaven for people who can't spell. The best place of all. By the dictionary.

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