The Wistful Campus

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The grout is soft, you tell the man standing before you, tapping the brick with a knuckle that throbs with a dull, persistent ache. It’s not just weathering; it’s been picked at. The man, Elias Thorne, shifts his weight, the leather of his work boots creaking against the damp floor of the sub-basement. He is a large man, his shoulders broad enough to block out the dim light of the single...

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