The Wistful Campus

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The air tastes of iron. And coal. You stand in the center of the ring. It is not a ring. It is a pit. A deep, circular trench dug into the floor of the factory. The walls are slick with condensation. The floor is mud. Red mud. You hold your hands up. Your knuckles are white. Your skin is pulled tight over the bone. You are a fighter. You have always been a fighter. Or so you were told. Across...

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