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I’ve always hated fireworks. I hate loud noises in general, but I had a special hatred for fireworks, especially near the 4th of July in the USA town I lived in.

I hated the racket that woke me up from sleep that night. I hated the bangs and pops and booms, the hisses and rattles and roars, the screams and whines and shrieks.

Except it wasn’t anywhere near the 4th. And I wasn’t sure those were fireworks.

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