The Observation of Silas
I have spent three years at Columbia University observing Silas. To the faculty, he is a curiosity—a student from the periphery with a wardrobe that smells of old books and cheap tobacco. To the rest of us, he is a ghost, a social non-entity who occupies the furthest corner of every lecture hall. I, Marcus, have always prided myself on my ability to categorize people. Silas was, in my...
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