Who else but me is ever going to read these letters? — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters? — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters? — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters? — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
Who else but me is ever going to read these letters? — Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
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Who else but me is ever going to read these letters?

— Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl
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