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... ended. It wasn’t that the service was particularly slow or that they had opted for an endless succession of courses; rather, it was because once the heavy, tectonic shifts of the week had been discussed and settled, the conversation began to drift into the smaller, easier directions that made time feel elastic.
They found themselves drifting back to graduation, laughing at the sheer unreality of waking up without the phantom weight of unfinished lectures pressing down on them. Catharine ...
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