The Wistful Campus

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You are standing in a corridor that does not exist. The walls are lined with lockers, each one dented and rusted, smelling of wet wool and old iron. You reach out, your fingers brushing the cold metal of number 402. It is heavy. It is solid. You know, with the certainty of a structural engineer, that this hallway should have collapsed decades ago. The concrete beneath your feet is crumbling,...

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