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The night was muggy, and all around me I felt the same pressure, a sense of time rushing by while it deemed to be standing still. Whenever I thought of Puerto Rico, I was reminded of those old magnetic clocks that hung on the walls of my classrooms in high school. Every now and then a hand would not move got several minutes… the sudden click of the hand jumping three or four notches would startle me when it came