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We were so late. The edition was due to go to press, but still the words were not there. We had revised and revised, reviewed and rejected, but we were, painfully and dreadfully late. It had never happened before. Sean's eyes were glazed. I watched as beads of sweat formed on his nose, trickling to the corners of his mouth in desperation. There was simply nowhere left for us to go.
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