I don't know if this is, technically, the witching hour - but it's 2:08 in the morning and I'm sitting here in bed writing this.
"Why?", you ask. Well, I was awoken about 45 minutes ago by what I thought was a gunshot and, in the ensuing minute or two after waking up when I was trying to work out whether I had heard a gunshot or a firecracker or a
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