The Wistful Campus

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The mud on your boots is the color of dried blood. You are standing in the center of the town square, the pavement slick with rain that has not stopped for three days. Around you, the crowd is a wall of silent, gray faces. They do not shout. They do not throw stones. They simply look. Their eyes are flat, empty pans that reflect only your own distorted, shivering figure. You hold your father’s...

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