𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕿𝖜𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘
Remember the collectors’set I received in 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖕 𝕺𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖘? I got to 19 without completing it. Final year, I was regretfully back in a course I’d tried to escape, squirming in a world that never stopped feeling foreign. Old associations die harder than habits so I didn’t have friends. I returned to the original social circle, books. I had Prof.A, feared for his acid tongue,…
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