The Wistful Campus

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They came to Blackwood like pilgrims to a shrine that had already been looted. The campus rose from the fells like a drowned cathedral—Gothic towers sheathed in lichen, cloisters arched over lawns where ivy had long ago swallowed the stone steps. Arthur Penhaligon stood at the iron gates and felt the weight of ninety years pressing down on him, not his own years but the years of everyone who...

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