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Razors and Ex's Which Cut Worse?

              Eddie didn’t sleep very well that night he’d been too busy tossing and turning. The nagging reminder of the one-word notes was the culprit. It was four in the morning; he was up and starting the chore of cutting his beard so he could shave. It took far longer than he’d expected, but once satisfied with the results, he slept for a few peaceful hours.  

If anyone else did this in the name of appeasing a mythical creature, Eddie would have called them crazy. He knew the boggart was real. Eddie had seen a

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