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    <title>GreacenStanford305</title>
    <Collections>Letters to Stanford</Collections>
    <Contributor>Greacen Estate</Contributor>
    <Coverage>1977 Sep 13th</Coverage>
    <Creator>LHL</Creator>
    <Date>Wednesday, March 16, 2016</Date>
    <Format>TIFF</Format>
    <Identifier>GreacenStanford305</Identifier>
    <ItemDescription>Letter</ItemDescription>
    <Keywords>Seaford</Keywords>
    <Language>English</Language>
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    <Publisher>LHL</Publisher>
    <Relation>LHL</Relation>
    <Rights>Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA</Rights>
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    <Source>LHL Archive</Source>
    <Transcript>﻿much of a poet): &quot;Why should I fear to join my friends ?&quot;
About all for now. Love to you both - Robert

Shirley T rang me a few days ago. One of her queries was how to
get blood out of a stone - sorry,I mean money money out of B and
B . I told her about my experiences but referred her to our man
in Seaford.
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