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Rage, rage against the dying of the light

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only fifteen minutes till I knock off with a pocket full of pretty green

By time-honoured convention, business closes fully one hour before 6 p.m., being the witching hour for inhouse counsel, and the hour of perpetual nightly damnation for their external advisors.

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