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Po… po… po… Poor revelers on a Saturday night, gazing out the windows, Poring over the weatherman’s writing, doom and gloom, oh woe! Pouring rain over Georgia, with thunder and lightning aglow, Poe couldn’t have done better, nor Hitchcock’s creepy …

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