February 11, 1935

He came to see me, but no sign of of a dog - or anything else, for that matter. He didn't even ask me what I wanted for my birthday. So I bought some jewellery for myself. A necklace, earrings, and a matching ring, all for 50 marks. Very pretty, and I hope he likes them. If he doesn't, then he should choose something for me himself.

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