It’s an impossible dilemma, as far as I can see.
Close the windows and suffocate in my sleep? Or keep them open and be eaten alive by insect intruders?
Unable to bear the sticky, clingy heat as I attempt to get to sleep, I tend to opt for option two in the hope that at some point [...]
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