The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-17 12:36:55 -

The oak tree in the front yard had shed its leaves early, a violent shedding that left the branches looking like the stripped ribs of a beast, and you stood in the kitchen watching the wind tear the last few brown scraps from the air. It was a Tuesday in November, the kind of day that felt heavy with the weight of unspoken things, and the house was full of people, though you felt entirely alone...

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