The Wistful Campus

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2026-08-23 12:40:18 -

The cursor blinked on the screen, a steady, rhythmic pulse that matched the thumping in my temples. I was thirty-four, and I was calculating the precise statistical probability of my own early death. Not from illness, but from irrelevance. The glass walls of my office at Halloway & Grieve reflected the fluorescent hum of the open-plan floor, a sterile white noise that seemed to vibrate in the...

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