The Wistful Campus

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The oak tree stood at the center of the quad, its roots so deeply entangled with the flagstone that it seemed less like a plant and more like the very skeleton of the university, a silent, woody deity holding up the weight of the sky and the centuries of stone that surrounded it. I knew every scar in its bark, every twist of its limbs, because for three years I had watched it from the window of...

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