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TWO HUNDRED SIXTEEN: The Snake-shaped Letter I
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... t of the Celena North High Talent Development faculty sat in high-backed rolling chairs. The room was silent. Eyes met over cups and sub sandwich wrappers, then glanced away to study interfaces or the large screen on one wall. It showed the entire weekly schedule for the high school’s MPE gymnasium, with lines of color-coded blocks filling each day.
“Please, everyone, don’t rush to share your ideas at once,” Lesedi Saleh said from her seat at the middle of the table. Her blazer had been ...
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