This might have been me up until about two years ago when I pulled my last all-nighter. Unlike in my salad days, I was dragging like death by the time dawn broke and I was utterly useless for the next two days. Now, I'd face down by 2 AM no matter and no crisis would change that short of the house catching fire and even then I'd ask how close the flames were.
Then last year I discovered that my days tavelling via redeyes were passed, too.
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