The Wistful Campus
The memo from the Dean’s office arrived on a Tuesday, printed on heavy cream stock that smelled of stale coffee and impending judgment. It stated, in the dry, bureaucratic cadence of institutional necessity, that the tenure review for the Department of Medieval Textiles was scheduled for the following spring. Elias Thorne read the words twice, his fingers resting on the edge of the paper, and...
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