The Wistful Campus

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The rain does not fall so much as it insists, a cold, gray sheet that blurs the world outside the window of your office into a smear of mud and steel. You are sitting in the corner of the Administration Building, a squat, brick structure that feels less like a place of learning and more like a vault for secrets. The year is 1924, or perhaps 1925; the dates have begun to slip, sliding off your...

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