Some time around week 13, a subpopulation of students emerges from the darkest corners of Claremont and Cathedral Gardens. They look vaguely familiar, as their faces remind you of the sound of the Hamilton elevator ringing open at 2:47. In their hands are readings from weeks ago, which appear pale and neglected from the lack of any form of annotation. […]
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