The Wistful Campus

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I woke with the taste of chalk dust and old iron in my mouth, the metallic tang of a coin I had been clenching for hours. The dream was still clinging to me, thick and gray, like wool soaked in rain. In the dream, I was standing in the library of St. Jude’s Academy, the building that had swallowed half my youth and the other half of my future, and the shelves were not holding books but empty...

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