The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-22 21:11:15 -

The pen was heavy in my hand, heavier than it had any right to be, as I uncapped it and held the tip against the damp, yellowed paper of the Ledger. I was not writing a report; I was writing a resignation, though the form required no signature, only a name, and the name I had to provide was my own. The ink bled into the fibers, dark and wet, a stark black against the fading grey of the entries...

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