Today I was woken up by a moth repeatedly flying into my face. I kept waving my hand vaguely at it, thinking that shooing it away would be sufficient solution because I couldn't think of any reason a moth would be attracted to my face--much less batter itself against me. As far as I know, I had nothing on my face except maybe the lingering scent of
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