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  "thread": {
    "id": 730,
    "subject": "Diary as Metafiction",
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    "first": "1998-06-02T20:20:12+00:00",
    "last": "1998-06-02T20:20:12+00:00"
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      "message_id": "<urth-v0012-0071@digest.urth.net>",
      "from": {
        "name": "Robert Borski",
        "address": "rborski at coredcs.com"
      },
      "date": "1998-06-02T20:20:12+00:00",
      "subject": "(urth) Diary as Metafiction",
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          "text": "2 June, 19_ _---\n\nFear I may have picked up a bit of distemper here--so feverish that\nwhen I look in the mirror I appear to have three heads. But it might\nalso have been the froglegs--they tasted curiously off, nothing like\nthe last time I had them at Aunt Jeannine's. (Will have to ask Michael\nwhere he purchased them--perhaps there's a reason they retailed at\n12/$.99).\n\nAt any rate, will probably go right to bed after shaving, so I'll be\nfresh for the train tomorrow.\n\nrb"
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