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... p> Frost gathered in the lines between the flagstones, and the air smelled faintly of coal and wet paper. Students moved past us in clusters—some laughing, some hunched in silence. I recognized none of them. They didn't recognize me.
We stood near the front entrance to the philosophy wing. The bell had rung only minutes earlier, and the hallway beyond the doors was already beginning to fill with the low drone of moving bodies.
"I don't know who we're looking for," Clara said quie ...
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