The Distant Summer

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2026-08-23 05:22:01 -

The letter lay on the desk, its cream paper stained with the dampness of the November air. You read it twice, the ink blurring slightly where your thumb had rested too long, the words *insufficient originality* standing out like a bruise on the skin of the page. It was from the department chair, a formal notice of review, but the tone was that of a man closing a door behind him. You folded the...

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