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It was a dark and stormy night when the Grandfather Clock in the living room struck the midnight hour. I opened my eyes and nearly freaked out. There they were – all three of them at the foot of my bed. Their draconian appearance struck terror into my fainting heart which I camouflaged brilliantly with a macho greeting. “Who the hell are you?”

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