The Wistful Campus

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The bus groaned as it climbed the switchback, the diesel engine chugging in a rhythm that seemed to match the heavy, arrhythmic thud of Julian’s heart, which had been beating a frantic, irregular drum against his ribs since the moment he stepped off the train in the city and felt the cold, wet mist of the highlands wrap around him like a damp shroud. He sat by the window, his knuckles white...

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