Financial Times 14,701 by GAFF

A sharp intake of breath preceded the whitening of the knuckles, as I gripped the arms of my chair in sheer trepidation at seeing the name of the setter today. And so it happened, the tussle with my nemesis Gaff. And at the end of it all, I can (barely) stand up and aver that I fought like a man, relentless in the face of a barrage of one inscrutable clue after another.

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