The Wistful Campus

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The spoon is cold. It is made of silver. It is old. You hold it tight. Your knuckles are white. The metal bites into your palm. You do not let go. You are in the Hall. The Hall is vast. The ceiling is high. The air is thick. It smells of dust. It smells of decay. It smells of time. The floor is stone. The stone is cold. You are standing alone. You are standing still. The others are here. They...

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