The Wistful Campus

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The rain did not fall so much as it hung in the air, a fine, gray mist that seeped into the bones of the old administrative building where Elias Thorne had spent the better part of his adult life enforcing order upon a landscape that seemed determined to erode itself into the mud. He stood before the mirror in the small, windowless office on the fourth floor, a room that smelled of damp wool...

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