The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-17 20:19:48 -

The rain in the valley did not fall so much as it hung, a grey curtain that blurred the line between the asphalt and the sky. You stood at the edge of the campus, your uniform damp and clinging, the wool heavy with the weight of the mist. You were here to enforce a boundary that no longer made sense, a perimeter drawn in chalk and concrete around a place that had been rotting from the inside...

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