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Mark Twain
A Complaint about Correspondents, Dated in San Francisco
Here, Mark Twain complains about the letters he gets from friends and relatives. Letters which hold not a word of anyone he cares about or anything that would interest him, but instead are filled with nothing but utterly boring drivel, telling him about people he's never heard of before, and things he knows nothing at all about and cares less.
What do you take us for on this side of the continent? I am addressing myself personally, and with asperity, to every man, woman, and child east of the Rocky Mountains. How do you suppose our minds are constituted, that you will write us such execrable letters-such poor, bald, uninteresting trash? You complain that by the time a man has been on the Pacific coast six months, he seems to lose all concern abou
