Novel pages 22 & 36 shhh

handwriting + machine translation

I’m writing a new draft of my novel by hand and took photos of all the pages so far last night - here’s what I made after the notes app told me how it thought Page 22 & 36 read when I copy and pasted it into text (+ voice recordings because :8

Page 22 draft 3

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there in my brothers lobby, keep talking

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Page 36 draft 3

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