“It’s the silence of the night, those few minutes just before the earth wakes and the night walkers have retired It’s the moist dewy air; a mixture of a dull warmth entangled with a breezy coolness. It’s the humidity that fills the air and —— It’s the flashes of the movie projector as another memory emerges” ProseNow Is The TimeThree Men In A Boat Author:Anonymous-9