The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-18 10:44:01 -

The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a grey curtain that blurred the edge of the world until the road dissolved into the wet earth. Margaret walked with her hands deep in the pockets of her wool coat, the fabric heavy and damp, clinging to her frame like a second skin that had forgotten how to breathe. The wind had a bite to it, a cold that seeped through the layers of her...

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