Dear Dexter,
I trust this letter finds you well. Nevertheless, I fear for your immortal soul. You seem to take pride in the fact that you have visited a nation the true name of which is buried in the occult. Is it Holland, the Netherlands, the Low Countries? Even its residents conceal the truth by preferring to be called Dutch. I am very troubled and will light a candle to shame your darkness.
I remain your servant,
Spade
I trust this letter finds you well. Nevertheless, I fear for your immortal soul. You seem to take pride in the fact that you have visited a nation the true name of which is buried in the occult. Is it Holland, the Netherlands, the Low Countries? Even its residents conceal the truth by preferring to be called Dutch. I am very troubled and will light a candle to shame your darkness.
I remain your servant,
Spade