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... the second floor of Ashworth Hall, tucked away in a corner that most students never visited unless they were in trouble or applying to college.
I was there for neither.
Dr. Patricia Reyes had been my assigned counselor since freshman year. She was somewhere in her late forties, with graying hair she didn’t bother to dye and reading glasses she was constantly losing. Her office was cluttered with college brochures, motivational posters, and a small army of succulents that she talk ...
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