The last few days have featured the Return of the Random Post-Glandular Waves of Exhaustion, which means I fell into bed like a dead thing last night with the happy intention of sleeping until I could sleep no more. My personal techno-jinx, it seems, had other ideas: the bloody car alarm, always prone to unpredictable tantrums, started going off at
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