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Weave a tale that could be enchanting or a horror/mystery story or just a matter of fact tale about a clock in a prominent place that stops every time it is fixed at 9.30am/pm.
What explanations can you come with to explain the clocks stoppages at this time. What imaginary forces might be at play in stopping the clock at this time.
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