OK, my all nighters aren’t at clubs. They’re during proposal work. And my last one technically wasn’t an all nighter.
Not the case 15 years ago, when I literally stayed up all night, leaving the Anaheim office at 6:30 in the morning.

I learned from that, and my most recent all nighter was broken up by two one-hour naps while waiting for subject matter expert content.
But no loud music. My smart speaker played Enya during my first nap.

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