Guardian: In the midst of dire headlines and global horror, sometimes the greatest, most devastating terror strikes you right in your home, right in your bedroom, in the middle of the night.
I was awoken the other night by an unpleasant itch on the bridge of my nose. In my dizzy half-consciousness, I brought my hand up to investigate and was jerked into a state of alarm by the all-too familiar whining hum of mosquito wings cruising past my ear.
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