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I set off for home, walking alternately in white streetlight and pitch-black shadows cast by elm trees and tall fences. It’s nearly midnight and windy. The clouds scurry along overhead; the moon rose early and has now nearly disappeared in the south-west.

It’s only a twenty-mintue walk, which is why I told her not to call a taxi. Also, I knew that if I sat around with her much longer somethi…

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