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... ful night. A good sleep followed by a healthy breakfast. Simple, effective, vital.
Fate laughed and said no.
Rain bombarded the land, every drop a precision bomb that found the slightest crack in my roof and gleefully introduced itself to the floor below. I had no tubs, so with little choice I was forced to use my pots and fans to collect what amount they could.
All night long, I repeated a cycle. Sleep for a short time, awake, empty pans into the driving rain outside, an ...
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