The Wistful Campus

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You wear the coat. It is too large. The sleeves hang past your fingertips, pooling in the rain. It smells of coal dust and old tobacco. You bought it from the yard sale. It was cheap. Five pence. You needed warmth. The wind was cutting. Your hands were raw. You were the janitor. You swept the halls of St. Jude’s Industrial Academy. The floors were waxed. They shone like black glass. You moved...

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