The Wistful Campus

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The ink on the petition was still wet, a dark smear on the heavy cream paper, when Elias Thorne’s hand began to shake. It was a tremor that started in the wrist and traveled up the forearm, a physical rebellion against the calm tone he was maintaining for the faculty senate. He stood at the head of the long oak table in the faculty senate room, the air thick with the smell of old varnish and...

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