The Wistful Campus

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The water stain on the ceiling of the East Wing had grown another inch since morning, a dark, spreading blotch that looked less like damp and more like a bruise forming on the skin of the house. You watched it from your desk, the silence of the archive pressing against your eardrums, while the thought of the letter from the board sat heavy in your pocket, its weight a physical anchor to the...

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