At that moment, lightning hit somewhere, and the power flickered. Naturally, the column was lost, and I went into the men's room to rave and kick the plumbing. Then I went back and re-wrote the column.
Since then, I've learned to save a story after every sentence. You never know when lightning will strike.
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